ARTIMUS PYLEDRIVER LYRICS

1. Swamp Devil

Rolling down the highway crossing five county line
Big Block Chevy, Lord can't save me going to have myself a time.
Popping that switch, hit nitrous burn an engine on this ride,
Ain't doing fifty, passing hundred twenty going to bury that old red line

Swamp devil, she a helluva machine
Straighten curves like the General Lee
Ain't nothing going to stop that hell ride
On a dark night, hear her scream
On a dark night, you hear her scream

Well I done tripped out on Southern rock going to get high as hell.
Four on the floor, give me a little more gotta get up out of here.
Meet me down in Macon, gotta a case of home made wine.
Pour me a swig, time to get big shit will make you go half blind.

Three more stops to make Johnny Law getting hot on tail.
Lord can't save me burning up the pavement,
Gotta get on out of here ride out in the sunset,
Ain't got a god damn place to be.
Old dog and my woman, gotta get along last you all see of me.

2. Dixie Fight Song

I learned to swim in a river my Daddy taught me to fish
When I get down, I drank that old whiskey best believe all them fools seein' how I live
I'm grown, and own a new mantra sun set another day for me to bleed
I guess I'll keep on a running beats the fuck out of watching the hard-headed breed

Well let me tell you friends we're burning through the night again
I feel the change, it cant be long The Dixie Fight Song

3. Ride On

Heading out, going to get the fire again pan head, rolling toward the ocean,
Loud pipes, whiskey, and a cold beer Lord if there's a heaven
I done found it here well them outlaws make the rules real clear.
It's a code of life them boys got here
Ride on, get gone ride on, get yourself gone

Scalded dog, keeping the night alive can't catch them boys Lord now, to save you life.
Hell bent on riding 'till the road ends going down that highway and back again.
It's a code of life them boys got here
Ride on, get gone ride on, get yourself gone

4. Dirt Road White Girl

Done found myself a lady she treat me just so fine.
When I get home at night from working she rub me down, let me unwind.
She's my dirt road white girl, roots and all.
Come on baby doll, just give me a call.
She's my dirt road white girl, all I need.
Down with her man, that's fine with me.

Going to find a way to make her all mine.
Four wheels on my pick up truck pumping Texas boogie be just fine.
She's my dirt road white girl, roots and all.
Come on baby doll, just give me a call.
She's my dirt road white girl, all I need.
Down with her man, that's fine with me.

5. High Life

Well I feel it on a Friday Lord its creeping up deep inside.
Now when I think about the high life and how we lost our mind.
It's not the feeling of a chemical she still do me real good.
It's a beautiful experience when we hit the woods.
Back into the high life get back, get back

Got a cooler and a green bag a tent built for two.
Old lady and my good friends getting high in that dew.
Way down by the river bank catch the action of the day.
Everybody feeling all right rolling with the waves.
Back into the high life get back, get back

Well wind is a rushing Lord, old sun's going down.
Back into the clearing going to pass a few around.
Got a transistor radio going to be here a while.
Raising hell in the darkness no one for a country mile.
Back into the high life get back, get back

6. Natural Progression

Well I was born in that cabbage patch out by the free-way.
By god that Grady Baby, that's what they call me.
Home's that stretch of road, old Atlanta highway.
Live down South with them backwood hill billies.
Well you want to talk Southern, son don't even try.
Well you want to talk fishing I'll meet you down by the riverside.

Too many times I find myself far from home.
Thank god there's a place these Southern boys will roam.
You'll can have that city, you'll can be in a rush,
I'll be spinning on whiskey hiding in that bush.
Well you want to talk Southern, son don't even try.
Well you want to talk fishing I'll meet you down by the riverside.

7. Up The Creek

Black water, Lord don't you scare me I embrace all the tranquility
Night fishing under the southern sky I feel the north wind I hear the earth sigh
White lightning drink of the southern man Lord knows I never get enough of them
Be hard pressed to find a working man living for his time, well he's god damned
Gone up the creek you all ain't going to find me
I be by myself I live for no one else

My footsteps of vindication, my life bleeds stimulation
My soul, is the driving force, of these limited times
I make this life mine feel the water rush, I feel the moon rise
Cast the line, look up into the sky isolated from the chains of modern man
Look at your life it's a fucking sham
Gone up the creek you all ain't going to find me
I be by myself I live for no one else

Black water, Lord don't you scare me I embrace all the tranquility
Night fishing under the southern sky I feel the north wind I hear the earth sigh
White lightning drink of the southern man Lord knows I never get enough of them
Be hard pressed to find a working man living for his time, well he's god damned
Gone up the creek you all ain't going to find me
I be by myself I live for no one else

8. Shaggin' Ass

All the fucking powers corroded well listen, done gave up on my kin.
And the failure, she so mobile going to get the best of him
Well little sister, eroded the cycle spins again.
The train, she rolling see you at the end.

Done ain't I glad you beat me.
Well I'm broken, ain't got a god damn thing.
Well I'm content, with nothing still gave up on the fucking dream
I find a way to escape break in that change friend.
Now the train she rolling see you at the end.

9. Get Some

We rode hard from the South eastern plains right through the hills of Appalachia.
Haven't seen the sky so blue in days I miss the gold sun rays.
With the state line in our site now you know I'm feeling right.
Get back to where you from come on get some.

Lord knows I want to be at home darkness like it's one long night.
I watch the boy he's growing on be a man before you know
With the state line in our sight now you know I'm feeling right.
Better get back to where you're from come on get some.







ARTIMUS PYLEDRIVER LYRICS