Truckstop Salvation

Straight-laced, leather-faced
He rolled in like he owned the two-bit town
Dollar bills bulging from his bell-bottomed jeans
The population, they gathered 'round

Nothing this exciting since a fertilizer truck
Blew a front tire and landed in the creek
Everybody talkin', everybody strainin'
Tryin' to get a little peek

It's just the world they'll never know, not a country fair sideshow
Reality they'll somehow never see
He's what they've tried to kill with their Bibles and their stills
But he's not weird, just a man that's bein' free

Payin' for the gas, he quickly shouted thanks
And continued on his journey all once again
Just about the time a siren fast-approached
And the pot-bellied sheriff, he whizzed right in

With his self-inflicted grammar, started shoutin' accusations
At the long-haired greasy looking ape
While a local D.J. from the fifty-watt station
Got the whole damn thing on tape

It's just the world they'll never know, not a country fair sideshow
Reality they'll somehow never see
He's what they've tried to kill with their Bibles and their stills
But he's not weird, just a man that's bein' free

The holy roller preacher told the eager congregation
That the devil had passed right through their nest
But the teenage girls with their locks in curls
Were a-talkin' 'bout that hair upon his chest

Now the kids got their cookies while the preacher saved some souls
And the story spread to everyone in sight
Commotion was the word and everybody heard
He was gone before the night

It's just the world they'll never know, not a country fair sideshow
Reality they'll somehow never see
He's what they've tried to kill with their Bibles and their stills
But he's not weird, just a man that's bein' free