Hank Williams III - Held Up

They're making lots of noise down in Texas
And I love that red flag of Tennessee
Drinkin' with the ghost of Mississippi
Flirtin' with old misery

I've broken that train in Alabama
And I've crossed more than one too many lines
Smell that weed deep in Louisiana
Makes that trouble in Texarkana seem so fine

And I've been railed up more than once in Carolina
How I love that sweet southern smell of Virginia's vagina

Ain't nothing like the wives of West Virginia
Or the howl of a Kentucky trail
That mud gets deep down in Florida
Hell it keeps me our of Arkansas jail

I love that big sky in Montana
Idaho's rivers are always cold as ice
By the time I get to California
The rowdy folks are always out of sight

And I've been railed up more than once in Carolina
Ain't nothing like the feel of Virginia's vagina

That Navajo nation brings the thunder
And Arizona burns you alive
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Those roughnecks raise Hell in Houston
And Minnesota always blows my mind

I got buzzed one time in Indiana
Couldn't walk for two days in Lakeville
I've hung out with Hell in Pennsylvania
And only Tolleson knows the shape I'm in

And I've been railed up more than once in Carolina
Ain't nothin' like the feel of Virginia's vagina

They're makin' lots of noise down in Texas
And I love that red flag of Tennessee
Drinkin' with the ghost of Mississippi
And flirtin' with old misery

I've broken that train in Alabama
And I've crossed more than one too many lines
That Michigan madhouse makes me wonder
Am I walkin' on someone else's time?

And I've been railed up more than once in Carolina
Ain't nothin like the feel of Virginia's vagina
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