Hats Off

When I was born the doc he held me by my ankles

Smacked my red behind

They hosed me down wrapped me like a bean burrito

Then marked the date and time

Hats off to the ones that string the beads together

And keep the ducks in line

Hats off to all the ones that stood before me

And taught a fool to rhyme

At thirteen I made myself a motion picture

Out of lumps of clay

At fourteen I pulled some weeds and bought a four string

Taught myself to play

At seventeen Id get naked with a beauty queen

At the hot tub zone

At nineteen she was livin hard and snortin ***

That decayed her bones

Hats off to the ones that put it all together

And keep their ducks in line

Hats off to all the ones that erred before me

And taught me how to survive