Bales Of Cocaine - Rev. Horton Heat

Well, I was workin' on my farm 'bout 1982,

Pullin' up some corn and a little carrot, too

When two low-flying aeroplanes, 'bout a hundred feet high

Dropped a bunch o' bales o' somethin', some hit me in the eye…

So I cut a bale open, an' man was I surprised

Bunch o' large sized baggies, with big white rocks inside

So I took a little sample to my crazy brother Joe

He sniffed it up and kicked his heels, said,

«Horton, that’s some blow!»

Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane

I don’t know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same

Bales of cocaine, fallin' like a foriegn rain

My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes

So I loaded up them bales in my pick-em-up truck,

Headed west for Dallas, where I would try my luck

I didn’t have a notion if I could sell 'em there,

But, thirty minutes later, I was a millionaire…

Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane

I don’t know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same

Bales of cocaine, fallin' like a foriegn rain

My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes

And now I am a rich man, but I’m still a farmer, too

But I sold my farm in Texas, bought a farm down in Peru

And when get so homesick, I think I’m goin' insane,

I travel back to Texas in a low-flyin' plane…

Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane

I don’t know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same

Bales of cocaine, fallin' like a foriegn rain

My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes