Ahhhhhgggg! Ohhh ... seven years of hard luck, comin' down on me From the Florida border, yes, up to Nashville Tennessee I worked in every joint you can name, yessuh, every honkytonk Along come Mister Yankee Slicker, sayin' maybe you what I want Want you to sign your contract Want you to sign today Gonna give you lots of money Workin' for MCA Ohhh ... nine thousand dollars, that's all we could win But we smiled at the Yankee Slicker with a big ol' Southern grin They're gonna take me out to ...