From a town in Louisiana on the wrong side of the tracks
came a rowdy ragin' Cajun by the name of Rupernac.
He was harder than a hickory-long and thinner than a rail
He was faster than a Copperhead and he wasn't afraid of Hell.
He turned 18 in the Parish courthouse facin' 10 to life
about some altercation in a beer joint with a knife.
He said Judge, I mean "your honor" I hope you'll understand, but if it happened here today I think I'd do it all again.
'Cause you don't get up in my face, you don't call my mama names, you don't whistle in my kitchen, you don't pull my big dog's chain.
I don't mean no disrespect but I've been stubborn all my life.
He'd been two years in prison when his cousin Jay came down, said his little sister was in trouble in some far off Northern town.
He broke out of jail that night and left a note behind, "I'll see you in a week or two, til then I'm hard to find."
He found her in a tavern in westside Buffalo.
Gave her a one-way ticket home and pushed her out the door.
Said "I'm lookin' for the man who done my sister harm. He's a soul destroying punk that stuck a needle in her arm."
And some pimp in the corner started makin' himself small.
But he grabbed him by the collar and pushed him to the wall.
He said "You try to run away, you gonna regret it all your life."
The Cajun started laughin' when the pimp pulled out a knife.
He said "I oughta kill you. But, I'm gonna spare your life."
With one sledgehammer fist, he knocked him sprawlin' on the floor.
And he kicked him in his forked end and he headed for the door.
He walked on down the sidewalk and hit the Southern trail.
He went back to Louisiana and he walked into the jail.
He said "I had some business up above the bunkie line but my debts have all been settled and I've come to do my time and I hope didn't cause no trouble. I wasn't trying to run away.
But a feller owed me somethin' and I had to make him pay. Besides, I'm kind of proud I been a coonass all my life."
came a rowdy ragin' Cajun by the name of Rupernac.
He was harder than a hickory-long and thinner than a rail
He was faster than a Copperhead and he wasn't afraid of Hell.
He turned 18 in the Parish courthouse facin' 10 to life
about some altercation in a beer joint with a knife.
He said Judge, I mean "your honor" I hope you'll understand, but if it happened here today I think I'd do it all again.
'Cause you don't get up in my face, you don't call my mama names, you don't whistle in my kitchen, you don't pull my big dog's chain.
I don't mean no disrespect but I've been stubborn all my life.
He'd been two years in prison when his cousin Jay came down, said his little sister was in trouble in some far off Northern town.
He broke out of jail that night and left a note behind, "I'll see you in a week or two, til then I'm hard to find."
He found her in a tavern in westside Buffalo.
Gave her a one-way ticket home and pushed her out the door.
Said "I'm lookin' for the man who done my sister harm. He's a soul destroying punk that stuck a needle in her arm."
And some pimp in the corner started makin' himself small.
But he grabbed him by the collar and pushed him to the wall.
He said "You try to run away, you gonna regret it all your life."
The Cajun started laughin' when the pimp pulled out a knife.
He said "I oughta kill you. But, I'm gonna spare your life."
With one sledgehammer fist, he knocked him sprawlin' on the floor.
And he kicked him in his forked end and he headed for the door.
He walked on down the sidewalk and hit the Southern trail.
He went back to Louisiana and he walked into the jail.
He said "I had some business up above the bunkie line but my debts have all been settled and I've come to do my time and I hope didn't cause no trouble. I wasn't trying to run away.
But a feller owed me somethin' and I had to make him pay. Besides, I'm kind of proud I been a coonass all my life."
envoyé par Dionysus - 12/12/2014 - 05:08
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