My Betty Lou was sleepin\u2019 when I knocked upon her door
\nShe let me in still rubbin\u2019 on her eyes
\nI said, no need to make the coffee, just rustle on some clothes
\nAn\u2019 come with me, we\u2019re goin\u2019 for a ride<\/p>\n
Breezin\u2019 down the highway
\nIn my open Wrangler Jeep
\nBouncin\u2019 through the backwoods
\nWe can barely keep our seats
\nWe burst into an open field
\nOur destination now revealed it\u2019s
\nBluegrass Bobby\u2019s Bootleg Bawl Retreat<\/p>\n
Sammy he was sittin\u2019 in his fav\u2019rite easy chair
\nPeaceful relaxation in the air
\nI said, put yer boots on, son, we\u2019re gonna have some fun
\nCome with me, we\u2019re goin\u2019 for a ride<\/p>\n
Breezin\u2019 down the highway
\nIn my open Wrangler Jeep
\nBouncin\u2019 through the backwoods
\nWe can barely keep our seats
\nWe burst into an open field
\nOur destination now revealed
\nBluegrass Bobby\u2019s Bootleg Bawl Retreat<\/p>\n
Elvira and her sisters, they were headed off to church
\nI caught \u2018em as they pulled into the drive
\nI said, my ladies, look at you!
\nYou look much too nice to go inside
\nCome with me, we\u2019re goin\u2019 for a ride<\/p>\n
Breezin\u2019 down the highway
\nIn my open Wrangler Jeep
\nBouncin\u2019 through the backwoods
\nWe can barely keep our seats
\nWe burst into an open field
\nOur destination now revealed
\nBluegrass Bobby\u2019s Bootleg Bawl Retreat<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
My Betty Lou was sleepin\u2019 when I knocked upon her door She let me in still rubbin\u2019 on her eyes I said, no need to make the coffee, just rustle on some clothes An\u2019 come with me, we\u2019re goin\u2019 for … Continue reading