Wolf Creek Pass Song Lyrics

Me an' Earl was haulin' chickens
On the flatbed out of Wiggins
And we'd spent all night
On the uphill side
Of thirty-seven miles of Hell
Called Wolf Creek Pass
Which is up on the Great Divide

We was settin' there suckin' toothpicks
An' drinkin' Nehis and onion soup mix
And I says: "Earl, let's mail a card to mother
And then send them chickens
On down to the other side
Yeah, let's give 'em a ride"

Wolf Creek Pass
Way up on the Great Divide
Truckin' on down the other side

Well, Earl put down his bottle
Mashed his foot down on the throttle
And then a couple a boobs
With a thousand cubes
Within a nineteen-forty-eight Peterbilt
Screamed to life
We woke up the chickens

We roared up offa that shoulder
Sprayin' pine cones, rocks, and boulders
And put four hundred head
Of them Rhode Island Reds
And a couple a' burnt-out roosters on the line
Look out below
'Cause here we go!

Wolf Creek Pass
Way up on the Great Divide
Truckin' on down the other side

Well, we commenced ta truckin'
And them hens commenced ta cluckin'
And then Earl took out a match
And scratched his pants
And lit up the unused half of a dollar cigar
And took a puff