South Of Nowhere Idaho

South Of Nowhere Idaho

 Me and my old lady… Left the big city

 Didn’t want to be in Boise… When the world gets shitty

 So we bought a square-mile… And set it up for survival

 Its full of booby-traps… Things I learned in Iraq

 At the end of the road…  South of nowhere Idaho

 We’ve got a worn-out Bible… Got pistols and rifles

 Yeah… Me and my angels… Will send devils back to hell

 Ain’t nothing I can’t build… Ain’t nothing I haven’t killed

 So when you see my keep out sign… Pay attention or die

 At the end of the road…  South of nowhere Idaho

 No laws on my property… except stay away from me

 Just ask that missionary… That wanted to baptize me

 I’m not some criminal… We’re just planning on survival

 We make chokecherry brandy… And grow some kick ass weed

 At the end of the road…  South of nowhere Idaho

  We never run low on deer meat… Or brook trout to eat

 We got solar power… We got cold well water

 Got a wolf mix that’s up all night… That ain’t afraid to fight

 You won’t sneak up on me… One eye is open when I sleep

 At the end of the road…  South of nowhere Idaho

She Rode a Rainbow Through Hell
Texas Style Songwriter And Storyteller Poetry.
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy