Curious.

DRIVIN´´CROSS RUSSIA

Drivin´´cross Russia

In my flesh-colored Caddy

With my pet pig on the front seat

That I call Big Daddy

Had a tape in the player

Playin' yodellin´ Jimmie Rodgers

And a pennant on each antenna

From the Astros and the Dodgers

People are all so curious

They all stop and stare

I guess they never seen a pig

Rockin´ in a rockin' chair

I stopped into a farm town

A little like Lubbock

I met me a farmer

Who´s down on his luck

His tractor was hittin´

On two out of four

I pulled out my toolkit

Into it I tore

I told him the bad news

His crankshaft was gone

He invited me to dinner

Said my pig could come along

You take it as it comes

And leave it when it goes

You're quicker on your feet

Without a heavy load

You never know what's comin´

´Til it hits you in the back

You never know it´s gone

´Til it´s way on down the track

His wife she set the table

Hot potatoes and bread

She reminded me of someone

In a Tolstoy book I´d read

His daughters were pretty

They had bright shiny cheeks

I could feel her eyes playin´

Hide and go seek

He nodded to the daughter

Dressed in white petticoats

I swallowed so hard

The bread stuck in my throat

It was time to turn it in

I needed a little sleep

I went out to my Caddy

And climbed in the backseat

Just when I was dreamin´

Of a great big grocery store

I heard someone outside tappin´

Upon my Caddy door

I knew I´s in trouble

By the look in her eye

But I became an instant diplomat

And invited her inside

You take it as it comes

And leave it when it goes

You're quicker on your feet

Without a heavy load

You never know what's comin´

´Til it hits you in the back

You never know it´s gone

´Til it´s way on down the track

The next mornin´ at breakfast

Things were kinda quiet

You could hear the butter meltin´

On the cold butter knife

The farmer gave the signal

Through the door did break

All the neighbors and their relatives

With a big ol´ wedding cake

There was mandolins and accordions

Vodka and wine

I somehow felt I´d stumbled

Across the borderline

I accepted my fate

¨Cause I had no other choice

But I heard my homestate callin´ me

In a yodellin´ kind of voice

I grabbed my brand new bride

Said let´s vamos

I wished her family well

As they was gettin´ pretty loose

I gave that farmer my Caddy

So he could pull his plow

The boys back at the pool room

Will never believe me now

Hitchhikin´ across Russia

With my bride and pet pig

Thatś what I get for braggin´

And talkin’ all big

I´ll never bet my boss again

That I can make it on my own

He´ll know better next time

Just to leave well enough alone

Meanwhile me and Natasha

Gonna jump of at this palace

See if we can get directions

On the shortcut to Dallas

Joe Ely

Poetry.