Moffett Oklahoma

} homa } I ordered wine. {P} {NC} He said, "We got Blue And Arkansas homebrew But, } We got Gin And moonshine for the men But wine." A big cat stood up at a piano His beard was at least a foot long I walked up to the bandstand and asked him To play me a hillbilly song. {P} {NC} He said, "We play Rock and we play Pop We play Blues and we play Bop But, No sir, we don't dig, 'Down On The Farm' We play Jazz and we play Jerk And we watch those mini-skirts But we don't dig no hillbilly song." I sat myself down at a poker table The sign said, Dealers' Choice - I played awhile When my deal came, I flipped the first card over Said, "Spit in the ocean, Cucamonga style!" {P} {NC} He said, "We play Draw and we play Stud And I mean, bud, we play for blood But, No sir, we don't dig no, 'Nothin' wild!' You can buy one in a pinch Stack the deck or check a cinch But, we don't dig no, 'Cucamonga style'." (Change to E:) I dropped a dollar on the blackjack table And told the dealer, "Let the face cards fall!" I turned over 18 and said, "Hit me!" Well, he did and that's the last thing I recall. Well, I guess you know the rest I've got my semi pointed West Yessir - whine, big Diesel, whine And if I ever see old Moffett, Oklahoma, again It'll be west of the California line. TAG: They'll have to move it - west of that California line.