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Anybody Seen Fred Thompson Lately?

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Just wondering, is all. Just wondering. It's probably nothing.

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Submitted by Sarah on

Well, I caught my wife with another man,
And it cost me ninety nine,
On a prison farm in Georgia,
Close to the Florida line.
Well, I'd been here for two long years,
I finally made the warden my friend.
And so he sentenced me to a life of ease,
Taking care of Ol' Red.

Now, Ol' Red he's the damnedest dog,
That I've ever seen.
Got a nose that can smell a two day trail;
He's a four legged tracking machine.
You can consider yourself mighty lucky,
To get past the gators and the quicksand beds.
But all these years that I've been here,
Ain't nobody got past Red.

And the warden sang:
"Come on somebody, why don't you run?
"Ol' Red's itchin' to have a little fun.
"Get my lantern, get my gun,
"Red'll have you tree'd before the mornin' come."

Well, I paid off the guard and I slipped out a letter,
To my cousin up in Tennessee.
Oh, an' he brought down a blue tick hound,
She was pretty as she could be.
Well, they penned her up in the swampland,
'Bout a mile just south of the gate.
And I'd take Ol' Red for his evening run,
I'd just drop him off and wait.

And the warden sang:
"Come on somebody, why don't you run?
"Ol' Red's itchin' to have a little fun.
"Get my lantern, get my gun,
"Red'll have you tree'd before the mornin' come."

Now Ol' Red got real used to seeing,
His lady every night.
And so I kept him away for three or four days,
And waited till the time got right.
Well, I made my run with the evenin' sun,
And I smiled when I heard 'em turn Red out.
'Cos I was headed north to Tennessee,
And Ol' Red was headed south.

And the warden sang:
Come on somebody, why don't you run?
Ol Red's itchin' to have a little fun.
Get my lantern, get my gun
Red'll have you treed 'fore the mornin' comes.

Now there's red-haired blue-ticks all over the South
Love got me in here, and love got me out...

Written by James Bohon, Don Goodman and Mark Sherrill.
© Bull's Creek Publishing/Key Mark Music.
From "Blake Shelton", © 2001, Warner Bros.

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Submitted by MJS on

Thanks for the laugh. I guess that hound could hunt...or would have, if he hadn't already found something better.

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Submitted by Tinfoil Hat Boy on

I'm pretty sure. Did you see his first "debate"? Dude's been dead for a while.

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