Bales Of Cocaine taby ukulele według Reverend Horton Heat

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Well, I was workin' on my farm 'bout Nighteen Eighty Two

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Pullin' up some corn and a little carrot, too

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When two low-flying airplanes, 'bout a hundred feet high

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Dropped a bunch o' bales o' somethin', some hit me in the eye...


So I cut a bale open, an' man was I surprised
Bunch o' large sized baggies, with big white rocks inside
So I took a little sample to my crazy brother Joe
He sniffed it up and kicked his heels, said, "Horton, that's some blow!"

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Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane

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I don't know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same

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Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain

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My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes



So I loaded up them bales in my pick-em-up truck,
Headed west for Dallas, where I would try my luck
I didn't have a notion if I could sell 'em there,
But, thirty minutes later, I was a millionaire...

Chorus:
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane
I don't know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain
My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes


And now I am a rich man, but I'm still a farmer, too
But I sold my farm in Texas, bought a farm down in Peru
And when get so homesick, I think I'm goin' insane,
I travel back to Texas in a low-flyin' plane...

Chorus:
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane
I don't know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain
My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes