Juke Joint Jump

There's a jumpin' little juke joint way out in the sticks half a mile down a dirt road off a highway six ain't near no town ain't close to no city those folks get down til it's a doggone pity Ol' Bishop's's band playing that low down funk Man you oughta see that little ol' juke joint jump jump, jump, jump, jump We pulled our pick-up trucks right onto the lot walked back to the bar an gotta double shot set down at a table by the ladies room door checkin out the chicks comin' onto the floor Everybody was mellow bout halfway drunk Man you oughta seen that that little ol' juke joint jump Jump, jump, jump, jump Big Jim called Johnny B a little sawed off chump Johnny B went outside and opened up his trunk come back with a pistol about as long as your leg Big Jim went on his knees and he began to beg somebody threw a bottle knocked out the lights women started screamin' and the men began to fight Me an my buddy headed straight for the back door My buddy made it but I was alittle bit too slow Woke up with my head all all full of lumps Man you oughta seen that little ol juke joint jump Jump, jump, jump, jump