Lyrics Mcanally Flats - Roger Alan Wade

Mcanally Flats

Mcanally Flats, Mcanally Flats
Barbecue ribs and Clapp recaps
They’ll kick your ass and tip their hats
I told you don’t go fuck with them boys in Mcanally Flats
Jackie Gilbert come from 'Tucky-ho
He’d knock your ass out and then he’d go
Barrel-wheel his airplane over island home
He had fists of steel and a heart of chrome
And ol' big George he couldn’t read or write
He ate firecrackers fell asleep at red lights
Good as gold and ready to fight, 'til ol boxcar jumped out a stack of tires at
night
Mcanally Flats, Mcanally Flats
Barbecue ribs and Clapp recaps
They’ll kick your ass and tip their hats
I told you don’t go fuck with them boys in Mcanally Flats
Crazy Ronnie wound up on Pork Chop Hill
Shootin' dice hootin' like a whippoorwill
'Til h fell down 15 stairs square on his ass
And litter drug him out of Mcanally Flats (?)
Mcanally Flats, Mcanally Flats
Barbcue ribs and Clapp recaps
They kick your ass and tip their hats
I told you don’t mess with them boys in Mcanally Flats
Boxcar Johnson got his nickname
From stealin' Post toasties off a railroad train
He fell through the roof and landed on his back
They busted him down there in Mcanally Flats
Mcanally Flats, Mcanally Flats
Barbecue ribs and Clapp recaps
They’ll kick your ass and tip their hats
You don’t mess with them boys in Mcanally Flats
And old Grubby, he was tough as Leroy White
Bobby kissed Grubby on his bald head one night
My Uncle, Knox’s daddy, made up these tales
They’re better than Huck Finn or Herman’s white whale
Mcanally Flats, Mcanally Flats
Barbecue ribs and Clapp recaps
They’ll kick your ass and tip their hats
You don’t mess with them boys in Mcanally Flats
Mcanally Flats, Mcanally Flats
You don’t mess with them boys in Mcanally Flats