"Bowleg's"
Written By Jeff Hanna
Released 1976 on "Dirt, Silver, and Gold"
Lyrics Provided By Cade Utterback (cudaniel)
[Prologue]
Well, there used to be this ol' guy named Woody, and Woody was an Indian.
Came from a town in Oklahoma called...Bowlegs. (Yeah, buddy.)
And he used to have this saying, he used to say when things got real lousy.
I mean real lousy.
All you had to do was just put out the fire, call in the dogs, an' head it on
back to Bowlegs.
And that's what this tune's about. Heading on back.
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Sometimes things don't work out, but that's how life is, son;
All them little miseries can keep you on the run.
One mornin' you may wake up with your face down in the eggs,
So just put out the fire, call in the dogs, an' head it on back to Bowlegs.
Y'all just put out the fire, call in the dogs, an' head it on back to Bowlegs.
Well, lots o' people in this world are tryin' to make a buck.
Some folks ride in a limousine while others drive them big ol' Peterbilt trucks.
Just remember that ol' saying 'bout the round holes and square pegs,
An' just put out the fire, call in the dogs, an' head it on back to Bowlegs.
Well, just put out the fire, call in the dogs, an' head it on back to Bowlegs.
There's no use tryin' to be what you're not.
You run on a treadmill and you'll get tired a lot. (Rhythmic breathing)
So why not take some advice from me?; (Ooh)
Even though I ain't no McCartney.
Well, the moral of this story escapes me at this time.
I've been too busy sitting here, just tryin' to make it rhyme.
I'm a crazy drunken fool, and when I finish off this keg,
I'm gonna piss on the fire, call in the dogs, an' head it on back to Bowlegs.
Piss on the fire, call in the dogs, an' head it on back to Bowlegs.
I'll just piss on the fire, call in the dogs, an' head it on back to Bowlegs.
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[Epilogue]
Well, right now, we're gonna do a little headin' on back ourselves.
Head on down to Bowlegs, water hole; take advantage of that at Happy Hour.
Yeah, well, we're gonna go to the Jerome's, go to the Jerome's, man.
All right.
They got a beer down there with my name on it.
They got a beer called Jeff?
(laughing)
I'd like a beer.
You'd like a beer?
Yeah, let's-let's go get one.
I-I could- I'm awful dry. (Opens beer can)
All right. Yeah.
Where is my.... (fades to unintelligible)
(laughing)
(dogs barking)
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