Chattanooga City Limit Sign
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I was thumbing a ride one Saturday
Morning out of Nashville, toting my sack
I lent my car to a gal that lived in Chattanooga
And she hadn't never brought it back
She was drinking pretty heavy when I let her have it
I hope she knows it was only a loan
There ain't no telling what I might've told her back
At the time that that old car was also my home
About five miles out, I was getting kinda tired
Sweating hard and feeling kind of weak
I woke up with no cigarettes or nothing
To drink and I hadn't had a bite to eat
My nerves were so quick, I couldn't tell where I was shaking
Then a set of brakes sang my song
Some fella stuck his head out a '57 Chevy and hollered, "Hey
Man, come on." I told them I was headed down to Chattanooga
They said, "Hop in, we're going there too." And the way they took
Off in a cloud of smoke, I still ain't believing it was true
They had the windows down and I was sitting in
The back with my tongue still hung in my throat
He was hitting just about 110 and he said, "Man, what
Do you think of this boat?" Well, there was two semis
A-struggling up ahead, one trying to pass the other
They had the whole road blocked so he passed him on
The right and let me tell you something, brother
I was so nervous that my teeth was clicking
It wasn't no way my head could think
Then the one that was sitting on the passenger side turned and said
"Hey man, you want something to drink?" I just shook my head because
I couldn't talk and said, "Okay." And then he said, "Cheers." Them
Fools was drinking whiskey and wine and chasing it down with beer
Well, I started sweating that old sticky
Sweat and I know I was white as a sheet
Then one turned the radio on wide open and said, "
Hey man, check that beat." By the time we reached the
Top of Monteagle, I thought I heard a rumbling sound
And then I saw a sign that said Falling Rock
And right there, I was floorboard bound
I was rolling and squirming on the old
Floorboard, too weak to sit or stand
And then the driver said, "We're doing 120
Look here man, no hands." I got up enough nerve to raise
Up and look and by now there couldn't be no surprise
But his hair was blowing all over my
Face and dandruff flowed in both eyes
He never did drive on the right or left
He just kept on riding that line
I rubbed my eyes and saw the prettiest
Thing, the Chattanooga city limits sign
He slowed down and I said, "Mister please, I'd like to get
Off right here." He said, "I'll ride on into town with us
We're gonna go down and pick up some more beer." I said please
Once more and he stopped the car and then he handed me my sack
Said they'd look for me on the road later
On case I wanted to catch a ride back
I got out and sat down by the side of the
Road, feeling sick and looking mighty pale
I don't remember anything much after that
But next morning, I woke up in jail
I didn't know anybody in my cell and
Didn't want to ask why I was there
But they all kept grinning and turning their
Heads and it was more than my head could bear
So I called the jailer and asked him to
Tell me why I was there if he'd be so kind
He said, "For stopping the traffic while I was
Hugging and kissing the Chattanooga city limits sign."