Cj5 With A Four-Wheel Drive

F Well, we was screamin' through the valley D Where the Nishnabotna flows F Through the mud and crud and cornfields D Where the mari-ju-wana grows F 'Cross the railroad tracks of Persia D Down the hills and up the dale Bb Eb Had a CJ-5 with a four-wheel drive Bb F And Smokey on my tail. F Well, he picked me up at exit 12 D On the I-six-eighty ramp F I was doin' 67 per D When I rumbled through his trap F He commenced to whirl his flashin' lights D And he made his siren wail Bb Eb I slipped on down to four-wheel drive Bb With Smokey on my tail Bb Now I got racin' stripes and dual pipes Eb And Smokey's got a Ford Bb Got a mill with a four pot carb, you know Eb But Smokey's stroked and bored Bb Well, the chase was on, but I had the edge Eb With a rig that'll never fail Bb Eb Got a CJ-5 with a four-wheel drive Bb F And Smokey on my tail Yeah, he was. F Well, I dropped on down to granny low D And I made a hard right turn F My big ol' fat Commando tires D Went slashin' through the corn F Well, the tassels blew and the kernels flew D And it looked like yella hail Bb Eb Just cookin' alive in a four-wheel drive Bb F With Smokey on my tail F Well, we went screamin' through the valley D Where the Nishnabotna flows F Through the mud and crud and cornfields D Where the mari-ju-wana grows F 'Cross the railroad tracks of Persia D Up the hills and down the dales Bb Eb My CJ-5 with four-wheel drive Bb F And Smokey on my tail. (Just play F through the next part.) Imagine a series of comic-style thought balloons. Look out, now. Here he come. Oh, we gonna get it on now. Don't hit that fella with the banjo. We gonna swim this here creek now, Smokey. Yard wide and a foot deep. "Nishnabota River", they call it. Might haveta winch out. Gonna do a wheelie on that there gopher mound now, Smokey. Can you dig it, Smokey? Got four on the floor and four in the air on that one, didn't we? Goodness gracious. 'Bout ta bust my shocks. Back to normal. Add sirens up until the racin' stripes and dual pipes part. F Well, that Jeep of mine made Smokey whine D His rig was made of lead F He was mired in fourteen feet of mud D So he radioed ahead F I pulled up onto the blacktop D Went crashin' on through the rail Bb Eb Sakes alive! I had twenty-five more Bb F Smokeys on my tail! Bb Now I had racin' stripes and dual pipes Eb And Smokey had a Ford Bb Had a mill with a four pot carb, you know Eb But Smokey's stroked and bored Bb Well, the race was on, but I had the edge Eb With a rig that'll never fail Bb Eb Got a CJ-5 with a four-wheel drive Bb F Settin' out back a' the jail