[Verse 1] Waking up feeling Good and Limber When the telephone it ring Was a bad man from California Telling of a stone he'd bring I'd bring [Hook] And of Better days From this town We'd escape If we holler loud And make our way We'd all live One big holiday [Verse 2] So we listened and Up the river And recorded all the sounds Was some shaking and some Record playing All the leather kids were loud