Lickin’ the Zig-Zag David Angel Don’t know the terminology these days There were no blunts back when I used to smoke We zigged and zagged and then we rolled a joint Don’t know what they do now, we used to toke These days I get my high more natural Lumberjacking on my forty acres No modern John Deere, just a mule named Sal The real deal, not a tractor faker I smoke and fantasize about the days Before steam punk and electricity With picks and spades and wheelbarrows made The shortcut from the sea to Lake Erie I wouldn’t say that it all went to seed I only cleared the brush, I saved the trees!
I don't think I've ever heard the entire song! And is that a log you're smokin' there?
Now I want to see something with Tennessee Earnie Ford and “Sixteen Tons.”
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Z Z Tops and bamboo rollers to you. Paul Bunyan and ox named Blue. What was song about ‘got a gal named Sal…’
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Erie Canal, Sal. I thought of Johnny,ash.
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