Shade Tree (Fix-It-Man)
SHADE TREE FIX-IT MAN
Well I'm a shade tree fix-it man
Don’t need any helpin’ hand
I'm a Jack-A-All-Trades when I'm workin' in the shade
I'm a shade tree-fix-it man
Well I headed out west from Arkansas my hoopie ran fine for a while
Then a rod started knockin' and a gauge started rockin' she wouldn't run another mile
But on a downhill drag I coasted for a while till I found me a shady inn
Started huffin' and a puffin' started a frettin' and a sweatin'
Soon had her runnin' again
Cause I'm a shade tree fix-it man
Don’t need any helpin’ hand
I'm a Jack-A-All-Trades when I'm workin' in the shade
I'm a shade tree-fix-it man
BREAK
By noon the next day I was back on the road I had her runnin' right on out
I was wheelin' and a dealin' I got a funny feelin' that my baby kinda felt left out
So I found me a shade by the side of the road I fixed everything up fine
Hey, a little bit of lovin' and a few minutes later was rolling on down the line
Cause I'm a shade tree fix-it man
I don't need any helpin’ hand
I'm a Jack-A-All-Trades when I'm workin' in the shade
I'm a shade tree-fix-it man
Once more”
TURNAROUND:
Well I headed out west from Arkansas my hoopie ran fine for a while
Then a rod started knockin' and a gauge started rockin' she wouldn't run another mile
But on a downhill drag I coasted for a while till I found me a shady inn
Started huffin' and a puffin' started frettin' and a sweatin'
Soon had her runnin' again
Cause I'm a shade tree fix-it man
I don't need any helpin’ hand
I'm a Jack-A-All-Trades when I'm workin' in the shade
I'm a shade tree-fix-it man
(Whistle out)
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