firestrike
01-17-2005, 01:04 AM
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Sing to the tune of the “Beverly Hillbillies”
The Ballad of Chief Parsons
Well let me tell a story bout’ a chief named Randy,
Poor fire chief had to keep his nitro handy,
Then one day while talking on the phone,
Up from station one he heard the men mumble and groan.
“Engine 1’s down, we need a reserve,”
Well the first thing you know ole' Randy’s on the ground,
Fire marshal says, “Ain’t, no reserves around,”
Said “salvage yard is the place you ought to be,”
So Randy loaded up the truck and got the red GMC.
Where the hell they get this, Indian Head?
Well its time to say goodbye to Randy and all his men
And Randy should thank them folks from engine 35 for kindly fill-in
You’re all invited back again next week to this locality
To ride that rusting tailboard of that old red GMC
Poverty, that is. Set a spell, Take your boots off.
Y’all come back now, y’hear?.
Sing to the tune of the “Beverly Hillbillies”
The Ballad of Chief Parsons
Well let me tell a story bout’ a chief named Randy,
Poor fire chief had to keep his nitro handy,
Then one day while talking on the phone,
Up from station one he heard the men mumble and groan.
“Engine 1’s down, we need a reserve,”
Well the first thing you know ole' Randy’s on the ground,
Fire marshal says, “Ain’t, no reserves around,”
Said “salvage yard is the place you ought to be,”
So Randy loaded up the truck and got the red GMC.
Where the hell they get this, Indian Head?
Well its time to say goodbye to Randy and all his men
And Randy should thank them folks from engine 35 for kindly fill-in
You’re all invited back again next week to this locality
To ride that rusting tailboard of that old red GMC
Poverty, that is. Set a spell, Take your boots off.
Y’all come back now, y’hear?.