The NEW ballad of Jed Clampett for 2010
Come and listen to a story ‘bout a man named Jed
Poor oil entrepreneur barely kept his family fed
Then one day he was working for some food,
And up through the town come a bumbling clown
(Brown that is, take a toke what a joke)
Well the first thing you know old Jed’s taxes are to much to bear,
Kin folk said Jed move away from there!
Said Kalifornia is no place for you to be
So they loaded up the truck and they moved from Beverly
(go’n back to the Hills they are, fish’n holes, country and western stars)
Well now it’s time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin
They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in
You’re all invited back again to their new locality
To have a heaping helping of their hospitality
(Redneck Hillbillies, is what the press call ‘em now,
Clingers of bibles and guns and to Obama no bow!
Nice folks Y’all come back now, ya hear?)
We called on Jerry Brown
Though his hair is gray
'Cause he can talk the talk
Of the Greens and Gays
Poverty's the norm
In large parts of L.A.
California's Screamin'
To make it go away…
Stopped going to church
We passed more laws today
Well, we cut down Liberty
And taxed our wealth and pay
You know the leeching unions drove
All of our jobs away
California's Screamin':
Our debt, we'll never pay…
So call on Jerry Brown
He still lives by the Bay
Where you can’t take a walk
And smoke outside today
And yet illegal felons
Must have their vote and say
California's Screamin':
Is it still all right to pray?