One day I drove out to Langley.
I wrote this tune when I got home.
Lyrics
My ‘67 Cuda was low on gas
So I took exit 5 by the overpass
I said filler up while I count my loonies
He said “Boy, looks like your Stuck in the Boonies.”
I turned off the freeway lookin’ for a fill
I made a couple of wrong turns, got lost in the hills
I found a gas station with a couple of guys
Who looked at my girl with hungry eyes
God please deliver me from the trailer trash
And get me back to the city
C:
Satellite dishes and American beer
How the hell did I end up here?
You gotta watch your step - you gotta watch your back
I made a wrong turn at the Liquor Shack
Stuck in the Boonies
The older one told me his name was Ned
And said his younger brother’s lookin’ for a woman to wed.
I replied “My woman ain’t up for dibs
And you best step off if you don’t want broken ribs”
You gotta watch your step
You gotta watch your back
