I went and got a tire tool out of my truck, and straightened him out as cold as a block of ice. It was an attitude adjustment, and it'll work every time.

I'd put Hank Williams picture on one hundred dollar bills.

I'd love to spit some Beechnut in that dude's eye and shoot him with my ole forty-five.

We say grace and we say ma'am. If you ain't in to that, we don't give a damn.

The day Elvis passed away would be our national holiday, if the South would have won, we'd had it made.

It was only his fifth offense, and this time he's killed someone.

Old Hank would be proud, and Elvis would too, cause we like our country mixed with some big city blues.