Lyrics

[Intro] (Yeah yeah) Ah man let 'er rip man We ready? (Ready) [Verse 1] Well my daddy left home when I was thirty-three And he didn't eat as much as mama and me And he was the only indian on the reservation named Roy He'd watch them tars and videotapes And sit there and get drunk as a ape And before he left he went and named me Boy Then mama said he said I wasn't his And what he said I was I can't say I guess But I, I reckon I ain't no Iroquoix All I know is before they got a divorce He said something bout crazy whores and Life ain't easy for a Sioux named Boy I thought I was an unfortunate lad But then I grew up and I saw they had A room named after where people peed And all them people, they came and went And me I never made a cent So I got looking for what was coming to me And it was Bakerskfield in mid October And it'd been a while since I'd been sober And I hit the palace in my blue corduroys Andf out there dancig in his cowboy boots Just dancing like a cheetah through the buckaroos Was that egg-sucking Sioux that named me Boy Well I went up and grabbed him by the collar And he said "Boy, give me a dollar And why don't you get me and Jane a beer?" Well bout that time ol' Jane passed out And dad went staggering through the crowd And I caught up with him and he said "Let's get out of here" Well we wound up splitting a patty melt And I told him just the way I felt And he, he just looked at me and took another bite I said "What's wrong?", he said "I'm full" I said "Why didn't you name me Sitting Pole?" And he said "Boy give me a light" He said "Boy there ain't no doubt After the way you turned out If I ever have another son I'll name him sweet potater or two-nuts or anything but Boy" [Outro] We gotta work it out