Uncle Bubba by Henhouse Prowlers
Uncle Bubba by Henhouse Prowlers

Uncle Bubba

Henhouse Prowlers * Track #2 On A Dark Rumor

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Uncle Bubba by Henhouse Prowlers

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That old Cadillac kept a rollin' in Southern Texas
Counting cars, playing cards, passing time
If you'd signal those big trucks they might just blow the horn
Riding through Dallas, regretting being born
There's a funeral in Port Arthur
Looks like there's gonna be a storm

That sun had faded fast up in Missouri
Big daddy kept a drivin' into the night
Up and down the Ozark hills
Like rabbits on the run
Being poor and being black in 1961
Didn't want to wind up staring
Down the wrong end of a gun

That Sun burns like a fire in Southern Texas
And the air is thick as oil, smells like gasoline
By the mornin' that Sun weren't shining anymore
Lock up all the windows, and board up all the doors
When that hurricanе starts blowing
Won't wanna hang around no more

One truck, two gas tanks, and a rifle rack
Whеn he died, I got his plaid shirt and a Seagram's hat
Uncle Bubba didn't have a lot of money
Uncle Bubba had a monkey on his back
And one truck, two gas tanks, and a rifle rack

Now God has special plans for Southern Texas
And the man who burned the cross, yet preached the way
Some folks are born to work, some folks are born to rule
That's the kind of history they teach the kids in school
But you can't buy a seat in Heaven with forty acres and a mule

You can't buy a seat in Heaven with forty acres and a mule

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