I fished the everglades for a while Lookin' through the darkness at those alligators' eyes Three days in the sun boys ah it made me well But back in Nashville they're just a givin' me hell.
Singing (he's gone to hell in a basket) One of those hand woven caskets You got a deep question, please don't ask it But I've gone to hell in a basket.
Them airboat boys have got their nerve Right now they're eatin' all of 'em terrible preserves Singing my new song for a sixpack of beer Back in Music City this is all you can hear.
(He's gone to hell in a basket One of those hand woven caskets You got a deep question, please don't ask it But I've gone to hell in a basket.
Okefanokee ain't so much They say the grass ain't so tough These sawgrass neighbors know what life's all about Meanwhile back in Nashville they're still wearin' me out.
With (he's gone to hell in a basket One of those hand woven caskets You got a deep question, please don't ask it But I've gone to hell in a basket.
What you say (he's gone to hell in a basket One of those hand woven caskets You got a deep question, please don't ask it But I've gone to hell in a basket.
Yeah, I know he's gone to hell in a basket One of those hand woven caskets You got a deep question, please don't ask it But I've gone to hell in a basket...