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Wide Load


Copyright Ric Seaberg 2003


 


 


Here it comes our brand new house, down this country road


It’s still in two pieces cuz it’s wider than a load


They’re gonna drop it on our land and nail the rafters tight,


Break out the blender Brenda, we’re gonna celebrate tonight!


 


Well I was down at the cigarette store, talkin’ to my sister Elaine


Buyin’ a case-o-cartons, of some brand without a name


Well she was a’lookin’ at catalogs of manufactured homes


I couldn’t believe my eyes at how that industry has grown!


Well you can get’em with a big ol’ porch for hangin’ overalls


Vaulted ceilin’s and livin’ rooms with texture on the walls


Open format family rooms and plugs for every light


Insulated to the gills! They’re makin’ them homesteads right! 


OHHH, chorus


 


Now my ol’ brother Larry’s got a house he built his self


It’s a bigger house than where his former family dwelt


They got them a castle with them climbin’ flower vines


Well that’s just to much upkeep! You gotta prune’m alla the time!


We fulfilled our manufactured lodgin’ fantasy


We don’ need insurance cuz we got a warrantee


We’re gonna leave the yard all dirt but it might turn to muck,


So I’ll jus’ throw some plywood down t’git up to the truck


OHHH, chorus, dialog, fade