WITH HIS PANTS IN HIS HANDS
(Carson Parks)


Jerry Reed - 1977





With his pants in his hand
Out the window, down the alley
He's travelled mountains and valleys
With his pants in his hand

Old Boston town so sincere
Beautiful girl, young musketeer
Then comes along old Paul Revere
Says hey the redcoats are here

So with his pants in his hand, and his shoes
Out the window down the alley, and his shirt
He's travelled mountains and valleys, and hill and dale
(With his pants in his hand) Hah-ah-ah-ah, I love it

When she invited him inside
Well how was he supposed to know she was a bride
Then her husband knocked that front door down
And you outta seen him boogie out o' town

Whenever opportunity knocks
Well he plays it slyer than a fox
Well 'bout the time he gets right down to his sock
He hears a key in the front door lock

So, with his pants in his hand
Out the window, down the alley
He's travelled mountains and valleys
With his pants in his hand

Sweet land of liberty he craves
Land of the free and the home of the brave
But when his hide he needs to save
That boy ain't gonna turn around to wave

Right down through history he runs
Dodgin' an arrow and a gun
And no matter what the people have to say
He'll live to love another day

(With his pants in his hand)
Yes, with his trousers in his hand, honey
(Out the window, down the alley)
He couldn't take the elevator
(He's travelled mountains and valleys)
Don't step on the dog, son
(With his pants in his hand)
And look out for that clothesline
(With his pants in his hand)
Boogity boogity boogity around them garbage cans
(Out the window, down the alley)
Hah-hah-hah, you're gonna get yourself.......FADE





(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - March 2013)