Charlie Daniels

Uneasy Rider(Chords)

Charlie Daniels

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	        THE UNEASY RIDER 
Recorded by Charlie Daniels  
 
SPOKEN:  
C I was takin' a trip out to L.A. 
F Toolin' along in my Chevrolet 
G7 Tokin' on a number and diggin' on the radi-{C} o ...  
C Just as I crossed the Mississippi line 
F I heard that highway start to whine 
G7 And I knew that left rear tire was about to C go.  
 
Well, the spare was flat and I got uptight 
'Cause there wasn't a fillin' station in sight 
So I just limped on down the shoulder on the rim  
I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car 
It was right in front of this little bar 
Kind of redneck lookin' joint, called the Dew Drop Inn.  
 
Well, I stuffed my hair up under my hat 
And told the bartender that I had a flat 
And would he be kind enough to give me change for a one 
There was one thing I was sure proud to see 
There wasn't a soul in the place, 'cept for him and me 
And he just looked disgusted and pointed toward the telephone. 
 
I called up the station down the road a ways 
And he said he wasn't very busy today 
And he could have somebody there in just 'bout ten minutes or so 
He said now you just stay right where you're at  
And I didn't bother tellin' the durn fool  
I sure as hell didn't have anyplace else to go. 
 
I just ordered up a beer and sat down at the bar 
When some guy walked in and said; 'Who owns this car? 
With the peace sign, the mag wheels and four on the floor?' 
Well, he looked at me and I damn near died 
And I decided that I'd just wait outside 
So I layed a dollar on the bar and headed for the door. 
 
Just when I thought I'd get outta there with my skin 
These five big dudes come strollin' in 
With this one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth 
And I was almost to the door when the biggest one 
Said; 'You tip your hat to this lady, son.' 
And when I did all that hair fell out from underneath. 
 
Now the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight 
In Jackson, Mississippi on a Saturday night 
'Specially when there was three of them and only one of me 
They all started laughin' and I felt kinda sick 
And I knew I'd better think of somethin' pretty quick 
So I just reached out and kicked old green-teeth right in the knee. 
 
He let out a yell that'd curl your hair 
But before he could move, I grabbed me a chair 
And said; 'Watch him folks, 'cause he's a thouroughly dangerous man.' 
'Well, you may not know it, but this man's a spy 
He's an undercover agent for the FBI 
And he's been sent down here to infiltrate the Ku Klux Klan.' 
 
He was still bent over, holdin' on to his knee 
But everyone else was lookin' and listenin' to me 
And I layed it on thicker and heavier as I went 
I said; 'Would you beleive this man has gone as far 
As tearin' Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars 
And he voted for George McGovern for president.' 
 
'He's a friend of them long-haired, hippie type, pinko fags 
I betcha he's even got a Commie flag 
Tacked up on the wall, inside of his garage 
He's a snake in the grass, I tell ya guys 
He may look dumb, but that's just a disguise 
He's a mastermind in the ways of espionage.' 
 
They all started lookin' real suspicious at him 
And he jumped up an' said; 'Now, just wait a minute, Jim 
You know he's lyin' I've been livin' here all of my life.' 
'I'm a faithfull follower of Brother John Birch 
And I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church 
And I ain't even got a garage, you can call home and ask my wife.' 
 
Then he started sayin' somethin' 'bout the way I was dressed 
But I didn't wait around to hear the rest 
I was too busy movin' and hopin' I didn't run outta luck 
And when I hit the ground, I was makin' tracks 
And they were just takin' my car down off the jacks 
So I threw the man a twenty an' jumped in an' fired that mother up. 
 
Mario Andretti woulda sure been proud 
Of the way I was movin' when I passed that crowd 
Comin' out the door and headin' toward me in a trot 
And I guess I should-a gone ahead and run 
But somehow I couldn't resist the fun 
Of chasin' them all just once around the parkin' lot. 
 
Well, they're headin' for their car, but I hit the gas 
And spun around and headed them off at the pass 
I was slingin' gravel and puttin' a ton of dust in the air 
Ha Ha, well, I had 'em all out there steppin' and fetchin' 
Like their heads were on fire and their asses was catchin' 
But I figured I oughta go ahead an split before the cops got there. 
 
When I hit the road I was really wheelin' 
Had gravel flyin' and rubber squeelin' 
And I didn't slow down 'til I was almost to Arkansas  
Well, I think I'm gonna re-route my trip 
I wonder if anybody'd think I'd flipped 
If I went to L.A. - via Omaha. 
 
 

	        

Written by Charlie Daniels

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