I was takin' a trip out to LA, Toolin' along in my Chevrolet Tokin' on a number and diggin' on the radio
Jes' as I cross the Mississippi line I heard that highway start to whine And I knew that left rear tire was about to go
Well the spare was flat and I got uptight 'Cause there wasn't a fillin' station in sight So I jes' limped down the shoulder on the rim
I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car It was right in front of this little bar A kind of a redneck lookin' joint called the Dew Drop Inn
Well I stuffed my hair up under my hat And told the bartender that I had a flat And would he be kind enough to give me change for a one
There was one thing I was sure proud to see There wasn't a soul in the place 'cept for him an' me And he just looked disgusted an' pointed toward the telephone
I called up the station down the road a ways And he said he wasn't very busy t'day And he could have somebody there in jest 'bout ten minutes or so
He said now you jes' stay right where yer at and I didn't bother Tellin' the durn fool I sure as hell didn't have anyplace else to go
I jes ordered up a beer and sat down at the bar When some guy walked in an' said who owns this car With the peace sign the mag wheels and four on the floor
Well he looked at me and I damn near died And I decided that I'd jus wait outside So I layed a dollar on the bar and headed for the door
Jes' when I thought I'd get outta there with my skin These five big dude come strollin' in With this one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth
An' I was almost to the door when the biggest one Said you tip your hat to this lady son An' when I did all that hair fell out from underneath
Now the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight In Jackson Mississippi on a Saturday night 'Specially when there was three of them and only one of me
Well they all started laughin' and I felt kinda sick And I knew I'd better think of somethin' pretty quick So I jes' reached out an' kicked ol' green-teeth right in the knee
He let out a yell that'd curl your hair But before he could move I grabbed me a chair And said watch him folks 'cause he's a thouroughly dangerous man
Well you may not know it but this man's a spy He's an undercover agent for the FBI And he's been sent down here to infiltrate the Ku Klux Klan
He was still bent over holdin' on to his knee But everyone else was lookin' and listenin' to me And I layed it on thicker and heavier as I went
I said would you beleive this man has gone as far As tearin' Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars And he voted for George McGoveren for president
Well he's a friend of them long-haired hippie type pinko fags I betcha he's even got a Commie flag Tacked up on the wall inside of his garage
He's a snake in the grass I tell ya guys He may look dumb but that's jus a disguise He's a mastermind in the ways of espionage
They all started lookin' real suspicious at him And he jumped up an' said jes' wait a minute Jim You know he's lyin' I've been livin' here all of my life
I'm a faithfull follower of Brother John Burch And I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church And I ain't even got a garage you can call home and ask my wife
Then he started sayin' somethin' 'bout the way I was dressed But I didn't wait around to hear the rest I was too busy movin' and hopin' I didn't run outta luck
And when I hit the ground I was makin' tracks And they were jes' takin' my car down off the jacks So I threw the man a twenty an' jumped in an' fired that mother up
Mario Andretti woulda sure been proud Of the way I was movin' when I passed that crowd Comin' out the door and headin' toward me in a trot
An' I guess I shoulda gone ahead an' run But somehow I couldn't resist the fun Of chasin' them jes' once around the parkin' lot
Well they're headin' for their car but I hit the gas And spun around and headed them off at the pass Well I was slingin' gravel and puttin' a ton of dust in the air
Well I had them all out there steppin' an' a fetchin' Like their heads were on fire and their asses was catchin' But I figured I oughta go ahead an split before the cops got there
When I hit the road I was really wheelin' Had gravel flyin' and rubber squeelin' An' I didn't slow down 'til I was almost to Arkansas
I think I'm gonna re-route my trip I wonder if anybody'd think I'd flipped If I went to LA via Omaha!
Writer/s: CHARLES EDWARD DANIELS
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Joe from Dayton, OhioWhy did he say there were three of them and Only one of me when he earlier had said five big dude came strolling in with some drunk chick and a fellow with green teeth and B6 guys?
Leon from OregonI was 18 years old when that song hit the airwaves in LA. I heard that Charlie Daniels has died today and I thought of this song. I still love the song to this day.
May he rest in peace!
Brian from Minnesota Synopsis of the story in the song. A hippie on the way to LA has car problems in the Southern USA. He stops a “redneck” bar expecting the worst. Despite getting immediate help from bartender and local service station owner he characterizes him as a fool. He kicks a local in the knee and lies about his politics and character. Then attempts to run them over with his car.
A true hero to the left.
Susan from Atlanta, GeorgiaIn 1986, I was traveling in Virginia up I-81 to I-66 East to DC, and I-66 was still relatively new and unpopulated with roadside accommodations (restaurants, service stations, etc.). Even though I knew this and had stopped on I-81 for everything I needed before getting onto I-66, I still found myself needing to make a stop. I tried two places, both closed, and finally came to a place that looked like the Beverly Hillbillies Go To Mayberry; all that was missing was a hound dog under the bench out front. As a courtesy, I planned to buy something from them after making use of their facility, even though my gas tank was almost full. I opened the door, and rather than being just a service station (as I had thought), it was also the local watering hole, and everyone in the place turned to gawk at the newcomer -- I imagine they didn't get many. I made my way to the facility, where saw a sign on the door that announced, "This is a restroom, not a dressing room", and decided that I didn't want to stay around long enough to find out the story behind that. I got in and got out as quickly as I could and hauled butt out of there, all the while singing this song in my head and alternately laughing and looking over my shoulder (which I did for three days).
Barry from Sauquoit, NyOn June 24th 1973, "Uneasy Rider" by the Charlie Daniels Band entered Billboard's Hot Top 100 chart at position #84; and on August 5th, 1973 it peaked at #9 (for 3 weeks) and spent 12 weeks on the Top 100... Between 1973 and 1982 the band had eight Top 100 records; two made the Top 10 with "The Devil Went Down to Georgia" being their biggest hit, it reached #3 (for 2 weeks) on September 9th, 1979... Mr. Daniels will celebrate his 78th birthday this coming October 28th, 2014.
Gary from Pageland, ScI'm a musician and a HUGE CDB fan and I have done this song many, many times. Guy from Woodinville, WA is absolutely right! People ask me how I can remember all the words and the answers are 1) I practiced it A LOT before ever doing it in public, but 2) As I sing/talk it I close my eyes and I run the story through my mind like I'm watching a video. Works every time.
William from Reno, NvDavid, Rochester....It could very well been a mistake. However, maybe the guy didn't think much of two for the dudes? When I was prospecting for a MC club back in the late '70's my sponsor was a little dude but when it came to fighting he didn't start counting until he got to three.
Granted our "hero" wasn't a biker but the attitude is out there.
This song is one of my all time favs.
Esskayess from Dallas, TxThere was a funnier sequel to this called 'Uneasy Rider '88' where he and some friends end up in a gay bar, which isn't exactly where they want to be.
David Fowler from Rochester, NhTher is an error in this song. He makes note of "5 big dudes come strollin in With one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth" . Then he mentions that he didn't want to get in a fight "Especially when there was three of them and only one of me" so, there is your trivia.
Guy from Woodinville, WaThis is one of the best story songs there is. So funny & entertaining--you can just watch the whole scene play out in your mind. Never get tired of it. I always knew that Charlie Daniels was closer to the people he was parodying than the hippie hero of the story.
"The Way" by Fastball was inspired by the story of an elderly couple from Texas who drove to a nearby family reunion and kept going. Fastball's bass player imagined them taking off and having fun like they were young. The story didn't end well: the couple was later found dead after they crashed in a canyon.