» Freeways, Motels, Chicken Farts and Flies


Freeways, Motels, Chicken Farts and Flies   
               Words and music by Dale Cavanaugh
              (*This song is about an actual RV park in Florida)

 I shoveled out my driveway, climbed into my old RV.    
 Pulling out of winter land, headed for Cedar Key.
 All was going fine but I had to turn in for the night.
 I had nothing to go on 'cept for one old headlight.  

(So I pulled into the RV park and the welcome sign said pick any spot you want!)

It was getting dark as I pulled into a site
Then I heard a rustling and something wasn't right.
And ya know that wasn't a river that was roaring over there,
And those aren't stars but neon lights causing me to stare.

    Cars are screaming by my RV site is under a bridge
    And there's a stinkin' chicken farm right there on the ridge.
    I can't wait to leave here, there's neon in my eyes,
    Freeways, Motels, Chicken Farts and Flies               

I didn't get much sleep that night, my eyes were bloodshot red,
In my home away from home There's class A's overhead
My RV is a chicken coop, there's neon in my eyes,
And every time I walk outside the flies are hitching a ride

Cars are screaming by my RV site is under a bridge
And there's a stinkin' chicken farm right there on the ridge.
I can't wait to leave here, there's neon in my eyes,
Freeways, Motels, Chicken Farts and.....>
 
Cars are screaming by my RV site is under a bridge
And there's a stinkin' chicken farm right there on the ridge.
Now I'm on my way out of here and sayin' my goodbye's to
Freeways, Motels, Chicken Farts and Flies