Karaoké Choctaw Bingo (live) James McMurtry & Heartless Bastards

Strap them kids in, give 'em a little bit of vodka in a cherry coke, we're goin' to

Oklahoma to the

Family reunion for the first time in years, it's up at

Uncle Slayton's 'cos he's gettin' on in years, you know he

No longer travels but he's still pretty spry

He's not much on talkin' and he's just too mean to die

And they'll be comin' down from Kansas and from west Arkansaw

It'll be one

Great big old party like you never saw

Uncle Slayton's got his

Texan pride

Back in the thickets with his

Asian bride, he's got a

Airstream trailer and a

Holstein cow

Still makes whiskey 'cos he still knows how, he plays that

Choctaw bingo every

Friday night, you know he had to leave Texas but he won't say why, he owns a

Quarter section up by

Lake Eufala, caught a great big ol' blue cat on a driftin' jug line, sells his

Hardwood timber to the shippin' mill, cooks that crystal meth because the shine don't sell, he cooks that

Crystal meth because the shine don't sell, you know he likes that money, he don't mind the smell

My cousin Roscoe

Slayton's oldest boy from his second marriage up in Illinois

He's raised in

East Saint Louis by his mama's people where they do things different, thought he'd just come on down, he's goin' to

Dallas Texas in a semi truck called from that big McDonald's, you know the one that's built up on that

Great big ol' bridge across the

Will Rogers Turnpike, took the

Big Cabin exit, stopped and bought a carton of cigarettes at that

Indian Smoke Shop with the big neon smoke rings in the

Cherokee Nation hit Muskogee late that night, somebody

Ran the stoplight at the

Shawnee Bypass, Roscoe tried to miss 'em but he didn't quite

Bob and Mae came up from some little town way down by lake Texoma where he coaches football, they were

Two A champions now for two years runnin' but he says they won't be this year, no they won't be this year and he

Stopped off in Tushka at that

Pop Knife and Gun place

Bought a SKS rifle and a couple full cases of that

Steel core ammo with the berdan primers from some

East bloc nation that no longer needs 'em and a

Desert Eagle that's one great big ol' pistol I mean fifty caliber made by badass Hebrews and some

Surplus tracers for that old BAR of Slayton's

Soon as it gets dark we're gonna have us a time, we're gonna

Have us a time

Have us a time

Ruth Ann and Lynn come down from Baxter Springs and that's one hell raisin' town way up in

Southeastern Kansas, got a

Biker bar next to the lingerie store that's got them

Rolling Stones lips up there in bright pink neon and they

Ride down town where every one can see 'em and they burn all night, you know they burn all night, you know they

Burn all night

Ruth Ann and Lynn they wear them cut off britches and them

Skinny little halters and they're second cousins to me

Man I don't care, I wanna get between 'em with a great big ol' hard on like a old bois d'arc fence post, you could

Hang a pipe rail gait from do some sister twisters 'till the cows come home and we'll be

Havin' us a time

Havin' us a time

Uncle Slayton's got his

Texan pride

Back in the thickets with his

Asian bride, he's cut that

Corner pasture into acre lots', he sells 'em owner financed

Strictly to them that's got no

Kind of credit 'cos he knows they're slackers and they'll miss that payment, then he takes it back, he plays that

Choctaw Bingo every

Friday night, he drinks his

Johnny Walker at that

Club Sixty-Nine, we're gonna

Strap them kids in give 'em a little bit o' Benadryl and a cherry coke we're goin' to

Oklahoma, gonna

Have us a time

Have us a time