Smoke This, Toby
Last night I had that dream once again
A silver door opens and Willie walks in
And just when I think he’ll start playing a song
He opens his guitar case and brings out a bong.
There we are sitting, just Willie and I
Hitting the bong and getting real high
About this time the dream starts to get weird
When out of the smoke, some others appeared
The first was Hank Jr. and then Sheryl Crow
And two or three Strangers that I didn’t know
Then Hank turned the light off, and Crow locked the lock
He whispered “be quiet, we’re ditching Kid Rock”
I’d like to smoke weed with Willie some day
Load up on his bus and then fire away
So clean out the seeds and roll up a J
I’d like to smoke weed with Willie some day
Then I went to the table and looked underneath
There on the floor laid poor Toby Keith
He opened his eyes and he grinned a big grin
He took a big whiff then he passed out again.
Yes, I’d like to smoke weed with Willie some day
They say that his stash is always Grade-A
I hope that John Ashcroft don’t hear what I say
Cause I’d like to smoke weed with Willie some day.
