Once Once, driving through Kentucky, or was it Tennessee, I stopped To help a man drive Some steers back Through the gap A drunk driver drove Through the fence, And when the last Were in, as if in thanks He nodded and spat.
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Once Once, driving through Kentucky, or was it Tennessee, I stopped To help a man drive Some steers back Through the gap A drunk driver drove Through the fence, And when the last Were in, as if in thanks He nodded and spat.