Thought she was goodie-goodie
Then she say she playin' hookie
I been hookie too
I been to the graveyard
I been to the loop
Spray-paintin' on the freight cars
I been to the lime pit
Down around the way
But it don't matter where I go
When I get home my momma say
She say "Hey
Boy, move the coop, yea
Bird need to root
See the water's gone dry
And there ain't no food"
Tell 'em "Tote it on along
There, under the shade tree
Don't wanna tan yer hide
So don't make me"
I been hookie too
I been to the road blocks
I been to the roof
Of the inn out at the boat docks
I been to the power lines
Up around the bend
But it down matter where I go
When I get home my ma lament
She say "Hey
Boy, move the coop, yea
Bird need to roost
See the water's gone dry
And there ain't no food"
Tell 'em "Tote it on along
There, under the shade tree
Don't wanna tan yer hide
So don't make me"