(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
Well, packin' on back to Jackson
Eighteen-thirty-an'-six
Fifteen wagons an' forty-five orn'ry mules
Packin' on back to Jackson
Workin' the beaver trail
Ten more moons an' we gonna rendevous
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Jackson Hole, Wyomin'
Fifteen wagons an' forty-five orn'ry mules
Jackson Hole, Wyomin'
Ten more moons an' we gonna rendevous
Yeah, packin' on back to Jackson
Nineteen-thirty-an'-six
Four flat tires an' a worn-out Chevy coupe
Packin' on back to Jackson
Workin' the Teton trail
Ten more moons an' we gonna rendevous
[Chorus]
Jackson Hole, Wyomin'
Four flat tires an' a worn-out Chevy coupe
Jackson Hole, Wyomin'
Ten more moons an' we gonna rendevous
[Oh, yeah. Time for the instrumental portion of our program. Banjo pickin', of course.]
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Jackson Hole, Wyomin'
Fifteen wagons an' forty-five orn'ry mules
Jackson Hole, Wyomin'
Four flat tires an' a worn-out Chevy coupe
Packin' on back to Jackson
Nineteen-seventy-six
Goose down socks an' forty-dollar walkin' shoes
Packin' on back to Jackson
A-workin' the backpack trail
Ten more moons an' we gonna rendevous
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Jackson Hole, Wyomin'
Goose down socks an' forty-dollar walkin' shoes
Jackson Hole, Wyomin'
Ten more moons an' we gonna rendevousSilver blue hair & a cane in her hand
living to die in the promised land
handing out flyers for the coming of Christ
she says raise from the fire for eternal life
or they'll
take your mind & they'll strip your faith
& they'll starve you with nothin' that you already ate
& they'll compliment just to break you down
Spin you in circles runnin' round & round
Good Ole People live
Good Ole People
coke bottle glasses & a smile on his face
He stands on the comer screamin' don't mix the race
commanding all the children to confess all their sins
then he beats his wife with a bottle of Gin
& they'll
whip your mind just to strip your faith
counterfeit people comin' to dominate
& they'll get you high just to greet you down
Spin you in circles movin' round & round
Good Ole People live
Good Ole People give
But Good Ole People can't drive
& maybe that's why Good Ole People die