8.Wolf Creek Pass
(bill fries, chip davis)
Me an' earl was haulin' chickens on a flatbed out of wiggins,
and we'd spent all night on the uphill side of thirty-seven
miles of hell called wolf creek pass. which is up on the great
divide？
We was settin' there suckin' toothpicks, drinkin' nehi and onion
soup mix, and i said, 'earl, let's mail a card to mother then
send them chickens on down the other side. yeah, let's give 'e
Ide.'
Wolf creek pass, way up on the great divide
Truckin' on down the other side
Well, earl put down his bottle, mashed his foot down on the
throttle, and then a couple'a boobs with a thousand cubes in a
nineteen-forty-eight peterbilt screamed to life. we woke up the
chicken
R＞
Well, we roared up offa that shoulder sprayin' pine cones,
rocks, and boulders, and put four hundred head of them rhode
island reds and a couple a' burnt-out roosters on the line. look
out below
Use here we go!
Well, we commenced to truckin' and them hens commenced to
cluckin' and then earl took out a match and scratched his pants
and lit up the unused half of a dollar cigar and took a puff.
says '
Ain't this purdy up here.'
I says, 'earl, this hill can spill us. you better slow down or
you gonna kill us. just make one mistake and it's the pearly
gates for them eight-five crates a' usda-approved cluckers. you
w
Hit second？'
Wolf creek pass, way up on the great divide
Truckin' on down the other side
Well, earl grabbed on the shifter and he stabbed her into fifth
gear and then the chromium-plated, fully-illuminated genuine
accessory shift knob come right off in his hand. i says, 'you wa
Crew that thing back on, earl？'
He was tryin' to thread it on there when the fire fell off a'
his cigar and dropped on down, sorta rolled around, and then lit
in the cuff of earl's pants and burned a hole in his sock. yeah,
so
Et him right on fire.
I looked on outta the window and i started countin' phone poles,
goin' by at the rate of four to the seventh power. well i put
two and two together, and added twelve and carried five; come up
wi
Enty-two thousand telephone poles an hour.
I looked at earl and his eyes was wide, his lip was curled, and
his leg was fried. and his hand was froze to the wheel like a
tongue to a sled in the middle of a blizzard. i says, 'earl, i'
The type to complain; but the time has come for me to explain
that if you don't apply some brake real soon, they're gonna have
to pick us up with a stick and a spoon.'
Well, earl rared back, and cocked his leg, stepped as down as
hard as he could on the brake, and the pedal went clear to the
floor and stayed there, right there on the floor. he said it was
sort
E steppin' on a plum.
Well, from there on down it just wasn't real purdy： it was
hairpin county and switchback city. one of 'em looked like a can
full'a worms; another one looked like malaria germs. right in
the midd
The whole damn show was a real nice tunnel, now wouldn't you
know？
Sign says clearance to the twelve-foot line, but the chickens
was stacked to thirteen-nine. well we shot that tunnel at a
hundred-and-ten, like gas through a funnel and eggs through a
hen, and w
K that top row of chickens off slicker than scum off a lousiana
swamp. went down and around and around and down 'til we run
outta ground at the edge of town. bashed into the side of the
feed sto
In downtown pagosa springs.
Wolf creek pass, way up on the great divide
Truckin' on down the other side
Wolf creek pass, way up on the great divide
Truckin' on down the other side
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