Wolf Creek Pass
(bill fries, chip davis)
Me an' earl was haulin' chickens on a flatbed out of wiggins, & we'd spent all night on the uphill side of thirty-seven miles of hell called wolf creek pass. which is up on the great divide?
We was settin' there suckin' toothpicks, drinkin' nehi & onion soup mix, & i said, "earl, let's mail a card to mother then send them chickens on down the other side. yeah, let's give 'e
Ide."
[chorus]
Wolf creek pass, way up on the great divide
Truckin' on down the other side
Well, earl put down his bottle, mashed his foot down on the throttle, & then a couple'a boobs with a thousand cubes in a nineteen-forty-eight peterbilt screamed to life. we woke up the chicken
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Well, we roared up offa that shoulder sprayin' pine cones, rocks, & boulders, & put four hundred head of them rhode island reds & a couple a' burnt-out roosters on the line. look out below
Use here we go!
Well, we commenced to truckin' & them hens commenced to cluckin' & then earl took out a match & scratched his pants & lit up the unused half of a dollar cigar & took a puff. says "
Ain't this purdy up here."
I says, "earl, this hill can spill us. you better slow down or you gonna kill us. just make one mistake & it's the pearly gates for them eight-five crates a' usda-approved cluckers. you w
Hit second?"
[chorus]
Wolf creek pass, way up on the great divide
Truckin' on down the other side
Well, earl grabbed on the shifter & he stabbed her into fifth gear & then the chromium-plated, fully-illuminated genuine accessory shift knob come right off in his hand. i says, "you wa
Crew that thing back on, earl?"
He was tryin' to thread it on there when the fire fell off a' his cigar & dropped on down, sorta rolled around, & then lit in the cuff of earl's pants & burned a hole in his sock. yeah, so
Et him right on fire.
I looked on outta the window & i started countin' phone poles, goin' by at the rate of four to the seventh power. well i put two & two together, & added twelve & carried five; come up wi
Enty-two thousand telephone poles an hour.
I looked at earl & his eyes was wide, his lip was curled, & his leg was fried. & his hand was froze to the wheel like a tongue to a sled in the middle of a blizzard. i says, "earl, i'
The type to complain; but the time has come for me to explain that if you don't apply some brake real soon, they're gonna have to pick us up with a stick & a spoon."
Well, earl rared back, & cocked his leg, stepped as down as hard as he could on the brake, & the pedal went clear to the floor & stayed there, right there on the floor. he said it was sort
E steppin' on a plum.
Well, from there on down it just wasn't real purdy: it was hairpin county & switchback city. one of 'em looked like a can full'a worms; another one looked like malaria germs. right in the midd
The whole damn show was a real nice tunnel, now wouldn't you know?
Sign says clearance to the twelve-foot line, but the chickens was stacked to thirteen-nine. well we shot that tunnel at a hundred-and-ten, like gas through a funnel & eggs through a hen, & w
K that top row of chickens off slicker than scum off a lousiana swamp. went down & around & around & down 'til we run outta ground at the edge of town. bashed into the side of the feed sto
In downtown pagosa springs.
[chorus]
Wolf creek pass, way up on the great divide
Truckin' on down the other side
Wolf creek pass, way up on the great divide
Truckin' on down the other side
