In the backwoods of Tennessee
In the land of Jack Daniels "7"
A dry county for sure
We decided to follow GPS
Shortest fastest get there
It was off road for sure
There sat this old dude with a shotgun
Typical Hillbilly for us city folks
He sat on his swing with a passion
The sign on the fence said, "No trespassing!"
Dirt road we trusted the GPS
Did not dally going past his house
every man has a story
Have always wondered why the shotgun
But this city folks waved and blew on by
This did happen. Still wonder at the bearded
old man and why he had a shotgun in his lap
Sitting on a rocker and looking mean
In a cloud of dust we blew by
Hoping the road did go through and
we didn't have to come back.