The Reverend Horton Heat is both an American three-piece psychobilly band from Dallas, Texas and the stage name of its singer-songwriter frontman, Jim Heath (born in 1959 in Corpus Christi, Texas).
The group originally formed in 1985, playing its first gigs in Dallas's Deep Ellum neighborhood. Its current members are Jim "Reverend Horton" Heath on guitar and lead vocals, Jimbo Wallace on the upright bass, and Scott Churilla on drums. Through relentless touring and a manic stage show
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Song:Bales Of Cocaine Artist:Reverend Horton Heat Tab by:Skynyrdman58 Email:[email protected]
CFC Well, I was workin' on my farm 'bout Nighteen Eighty Two
CG Pullin' up some corn and a little carrot, too
CFC When two low-flying airplanes, 'bout a hundred feet high
CGC 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!"
Chorus:
CFC Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane
CG I don't know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same
CFC Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain
CGC 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...
Chorus: 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 the pourin' 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...
Chorus: 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 the pourin' rain My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes