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31 days my fingers feel like rain

This jail was built on cracklins and cocaine

Policemen knocked me down and then charged me

With smokin and inciting vagrancy

Chicken sneezed eatin my cracklins

Buttercup bloomin in the badlands

Kaboom kaboom piss on the curses

Hospital kiss all the nurses

I got to find some weed and some wine

I got to find some trouble sometime

Them Navasota troopers ran me down

Escorted me right out of town

For cherry pickin squirrels and feedin dogs

And dreamin of Jamaica in a fog

Them Mississippi state police chased me

Pascagoula all the way to Metarie

I robbed a federal bank with a rack of ribs

A jar of sauce some white bread and a bib

I was eatin cracklins as the Feds were closin in

They watched the water as my car went rollin in

The dragged the river and notified my next of kin

But brother pigs do fly and so can a man

When he's full of fried pork skins