Written by Casey "RC" Edwards


INTRO   G  C  D  (x2)



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I remember one summer me and Daniel Ray, 
     C
were cruisin through New Mexico around Santa Fe,
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When we came across a stand sellin' gallons of Navaho Beer,
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We was both pretty thirsty so we stopped in,
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bought a gallon a piece and threw caution to the wind
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and commenced to drinkin' with a couple of breaks of bread.

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I noticed Daniel's face start turnin' red,
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and two big horns sprouted outta his head,
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and his eyes that was blue faded away to solid black,
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I looked at the beer and it was all gone, 
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and six rattlesnakes was begin'n to spawn,
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from the crustaceous masses in the bottom of the glasses of beer.



(CHORUS)
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Well, I've been around and I've seen alot,
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but the craziest thing, I've ever got,
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my hands on is a bottle of Navaho beer,
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you can listen to me, or try it for yourself,
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but I'll leave'r sittin', there on the shelf,
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stay clear of that s**t they call Navaho beer.



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Had Sammy Davis,Jr. ridin' shotgun,
    C 
now ordinarily that would've been fun,
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but he pulled out his eye and he was jammin' it in my ear,
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I said "look now Sammy I'ma tryin' to drive, 
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and anyhow, you ain't supposed to be alive,
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now where the hell is Daniel and whats in that Navaho beer?"

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Well a cop pulled us over, i was scared as hell,
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I said "Dammit Sammy, we's a goin' to jail"
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and I slowly began to roll my winder down,
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I said "howdy officer can we just talk?"
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he said "hell no son, you're on the sidewalk,
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and, we don't drive like that in my town"

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Well I stepped out the car, didn't put up a fight,
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now Mr. Bojangles he wasn't so polite,
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and I think he was makin' a move for one of his guns,
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I said "Oh my God!" and I grabbed his hand,
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but you know them cops never understand,
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and they fired five rounds for the thing was done.

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Well the shots they shot, they didn't hit me,
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Didn't hit Sammy Davis or my pickup seat 
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but one of them boys was screamin' "Officer Down!"
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Well, one of them shots had hit him in the leg,
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and it was all his fault is what Sammy said,
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Next thing I know we was speedin' outta town.


CHORUS

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Woke up the next day in South Padre,
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and right there next to me was Daniel Ray,
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and we was both sleepin' on the beach,
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We drove that truck off in the ocean,
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and hitchiked back to Oklahoma,
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and swore off drinkin' for seven days shy of a week.


CHORUS

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Yodalady, yodalady, yodalady who,
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yodalady, yodalady, yodalay
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yodalady, yodalady, Navaho Beer.