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Wolf creek pass

2012

01. Wolf creek pass
02. Night rider
03. Classified
04. Old 30
05. I've trucked all over this land
06. Four wheel drive
07. Rocky mountain september
08. Old home filler-up an' keep on a-truckin' cafe
09. Sloan
10. Glenwood canyon
11. Convoy
12. Black bear road
13. The silverton
14. Lewis and clark
15. Oregon trail
16. Ghost town
17. Wilderness
18. Riverside slide
19. Crispy critters
20. There won't be no country music (there won't be no rock 'n roll)
21. Silver iodide blues
22. Aurora borealis
23. 'round the world with a rubber duck
24. Nishnabotna
25. Camp bird mine
26. Niobrara

Black bear road

(c.w. mccall, bill fries, chip davis)

Me an rj an the kids was on a camp-out in the mountains, and we had us onea them u-drive-em army jeep cars which we rented from a fella by the name of kubozke for thirty bucks a day, buy you
Along the way, take a rabbits foot and leave a pint of blood for a dee-posit.

And he splained it all to us how we was supposed to get to telluride, which is fifty miles away by way of the regular highway, however, there was a shortcut but unless we had drove the black be
Ad before, wed better be off to stay, stay in bed and sleep late. (pay no attention to the gitar there.)

Well, we took up offn the highway and we come upon a sign says black bear road. you dont have to be crazy to drive this road, but it helps. I says, rj, this must the shortcut
Kubozke was talkin about. she didnt pay no mind, cause she was makin peanut butter sandwiches for the kids in the back seat throwin rocks and drinkin kool-aid and playin count-the-
Se-plates. but they wasnt havin too much fun a-countin license plate or cars, cause there werent no other cars.

We went about a mile-and-a-half in about four hours, busted off the right front fender, tore a hole in the oil pan on a rock as big as a hall closet. went over a bump and spilt the kool-aid and
Ene stuck his bolo knife right through the convertible top and the dog threw up all over the back seat. peanut butter dont agree with him, you see.

So we had to stop and take off the top and air everything out and clean it up. the dog run off and rj says she felt her asthma comin on. I was sittin there wonderin what to do when the en-tir
Nic san joo-wan u-drive-em army jeep car sank in the mud. at thirteen thousand feet above sea level.

Well, we shoveled it out and ate our lunch, the dog made a yellow hole in the snow and roy gene got out his instamatic and took a snapshot of it. mary elizabeth drawed a picture of the road; it
D like a whole bunch a zs and ws all strung together. and rj took one look at it and said that the only way that jeep car is goin down that road is over her dead body. then a rock slipped out
Under the wheel and the u-drive-em army jeep car went right over the edge of the cliff. yahoo-oo-oo-oo!

Doggone-it, roy gene! how many times do I have to splain it to you? when I tell you to put a rock under the wheel, I mean rock! now look at that, what you have there is no biggern a grap
T.

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(c.w. mccall, bill fries, chip davis)

Me an rj an the kids was on a camp-out in the mountains, and we had us onea them u-drive-em army jeep cars which we rented from a fella by the name of kubozke for thirty bucks a day, buy you
Along the way, take a rabbits foot and leave a pint of blood for a dee-posit.

And he splained it all to us how we was supposed to get to telluride, which is fifty miles away by way of the regular highway, however, there was a shortcut but unless we had drove the black be
Ad before, wed better be off to stay, stay in bed and sleep late. (pay no attention to the gitar there.)

Well, we took up offn the highway and we come upon a sign says black bear road. you dont have to be crazy to drive this road, but it helps. I says, rj, this must the shortcut
Kubozke was talkin about. she didnt pay no mind, cause she was makin peanut butter sandwiches for the kids in the back seat throwin rocks and drinkin kool-aid and playin count-the-
Se-plates. but they wasnt havin too much fun a-countin license plate or cars, cause there werent no other cars.

We went about a mile-and-a-half in about four hours, busted off the right front fender, tore a hole in the oil pan on a rock as big as a hall closet. went over a bump and spilt the kool-aid and
Ene stuck his bolo knife right through the convertible top and the dog threw up all over the back seat. peanut butter dont agree with him, you see.

So we had to stop and take off the top and air everything out and clean it up. the dog run off and rj says she felt her asthma comin on. I was sittin there wonderin what to do when the en-tir
Nic san joo-wan u-drive-em army jeep car sank in the mud. at thirteen thousand feet above sea level.

Well, we shoveled it out and ate our lunch, the dog made a yellow hole in the snow and roy gene got out his instamatic and took a snapshot of it. mary elizabeth drawed a picture of the road; it
D like a whole bunch a zs and ws all strung together. and rj took one look at it and said that the only way that jeep car is goin down that road is over her dead body. then a rock slipped out
Under the wheel and the u-drive-em army jeep car went right over the edge of the cliff. yahoo-oo-oo-oo!

Doggone-it, roy gene! how many times do I have to splain it to you? when I tell you to put a rock under the wheel, I mean rock! now look at that, what you have there is no biggern a grap
T.