From the recording Brewgrass
Lyrics
WAGON LOAD
Redtail look at him sail
Sitting pretty high above the yard
cottontail cutting cross the meadow
got a nickel says he won’t get far
Copper line running up a creek side
law dogs sniffing round the wood
watch your self I ain’t got nothing left
I draw a bead and my aim is good
Another run on a full moon rising
shotgun and a wagon load
baby got a cough and she won’t start crying
gotta make it home ‘fore the rooster crows
momma says, you better not step
pussyfooting on into town
but the road’s all clear and the wood’s are quiet
and I’ll watch my back when the sun goes down
one of these days I’ll lose my shirt
when the corn don’t grow and the creek runs dry
‘til then I’ll risk my skin
on a whiskey still and a little white lie
Redtail look at him sail
Sitting pretty high above the yard
cottontail cutting cross the meadow
got a nickel says he won’t get far