Blue tail lights

Blue tail lights

On a dark night

Such a pretty sight

Where you going

Where you been

On your machine

Road ahead

Freedom

Behind you

Dread

Blue tail lights

On a dark night

Such a pretty sight

Walker Texas Ranger

Walker Texas Ranger

I watch him on TV

Walker he do fight

But between you and me

Walker not to bright

Badmen they pull guns

But Walker will do this

He do that kung fu thang

Using his feet and fists

Grits

Grits

With salt and butter

I sure like em

But can make my heart flutter

Heart attack grits they called

Don't get em to soupy or thick

Be sure to stir em with a stick

Make mine hot

Make a big pot

Never get hungry

When grits we got

When I die

Bury me in my jeans

When I die

Old and faded will be ok

For me no suit or tie

Clean white pocket T

Way I want it to be

Don't forget my black sneakers

No socks needed

Comfy even in death I say

I want to be ready

For judgement day

Biscuits and taters

Fry me some taters

That would be great

Pile em high on my plate

Crispy brown salt for taste

None will go to waste

Bake some biscuits

Brown and fluffy

Biscuits and taters

Oh my

So good they make you cry