Well, I was rollin' by myself down to Memphis, Tennessee,
An' I was lookin' for a guy who had a mullet an' no teeth,
An' I was trippin' on some acid a Latino gave to me.
Yeah, I was smokin' morphine till it knocked me off my feet.
Then I got some got some H from my old uncle Pete:
Now I'm startin' to feel I might've O-D'd on it.

Overdose of drugs, overdose of sin:
I'm gonna lead it to the forest like in Montan.
An' I love gettin' high, I hate bein' low:
An' I like to drive my truck down a muddy dirt road.
An' I'm workin' real hard, tryin' to get paid,
'Cause I'm a crazed country rebel an' I'm driftin' state to state.

Somehow I made it up to Texas with a collar full of grass,
An' I'm seein' all these pigs who wanna bust my ass.
Sayin' I'm always livin' hard, always smokin' weed.
Now I'm hangin' out in Texas drinkin' mushroom tea.
An' I woked up on the floor an' I think I know why:
Musta been some of that Boone County moonshine.

Overdose of drugs, overdose of sin:
I'm gonna lead it to the forest like in Montan.
An' I love gettin' high, I hate bein' low:
An' I like to drive my truck down a muddy dirt road.
An' I'm workin' real hard, tryin' to get paid,
'Cause I'm a crazed country rebel an' I'm driftin' state to state.

Instrumental Break.

I had to get up off the floor, try to get myself in line,
'Cause the ceilin's talkin' to me an' the pistol's flashin' fire.
It's why they call me full throttle; I like a good time.
It all started at a bar with a friend of mine.
Well, she had to hook me up, she said she'd blow my mind,
An' I felt nothin' for four days so cut me out another line.

Overdose of drugs, overdose of sin:
I'm gonna lead it to the forest like in Montan.
An' I love gettin' high, I hate bein' low:
An' I like to drive my truck down a muddy dirt road.
An' I'm workin' real hard, tryin' to get paid,
'Cause I'm a crazed country rebel an' I'm driftin' state to state.