Funky Grass Band Lyrics - Porter Wagoner

A small town in Kentucky that's called Hazzard 

Has been known to lay some talent on this land 

Gave birth to a group that's really happening Eli Stubbs and his Funky Grass Band 

The Funky Grass Band hits the stage a grinnin' their pickin' really turns a body on 

Now I wouldn't say the band makes too much money 

Cause they been seen a smokin' roll-you-home 

Yellow bus come reelin' down the highway headin' for another one night stand 

With the women screemin' faint throw their babies 

At Eli Stubbs and his Funky Grass Band 

[ el.banjo - fiddle ] 

Now Eli's a little older and short and stubby and he's bald as an eagle in the back 

But he kept it hid from all the friends and neighbors 

The one night the band got high and smoked his hat 

Now Eli bought himself a brand new toupet 

It was long and shaggy and sorta orangey red 

One night the fiddle player was a dancin' to the microphone 

And pulled the rug clean off of Eli's head 

Yellow bus come reelin' down... 

[ el.banjo - fiddle ] 

One night they was a traveling through the Ozarks and Eli had to answer nature's call 

He told the driver to find a filling station I gotta see a man about a dog 

He drove on for miles around the mountain Eli hollered hey stop right here 

Driver pulled too close to the canyon and Eli almost ended his career 

Yellow bus come reelin' down... 

Oh get it Eli son crank it crank it crank it Eli