Ol' Shoshone - Chris Remo

I’m headed off to Ol' Shoshone

Where the birds and the bees won’t know me

Men and war won’t exist no more

And there ain’t no gals to keep no score

I’m taking off for the woods

To a place where there ain’t no shoulds

Don’t need no books, I’ll ponder the ponderosas

Don’t need no lady, I’ll marry the mariposas

Can’t waste no time in gettin' there

I’ll do eighty down eighty without a prayer

Don’t need no gal, I’ll spruce up for the spruces

Don’t need no pal, I’ll change my mood for the mooses

I’m headed off to Ol' Shoshone

Where the birds and the bees won’t know me

Men and war won’t exist no more

And there ain’t no gals to keep no score

And if you’re wandering where’s my ass been

It’s been cavorting amongst the aspens

Don’t need no grass, I’ll get altered among the alders

Don’t need no mass, I’ll grovel before the boulders

I’m headed off to Ol' Shoshone

Where the birds and the bees won’t know me

Men and war won’t exist no more

And there ain’t no gals to keep no score

I’m headed off to Ol' Shoshone

Where the elk and the owls won’t know me

Where there ain’t no judges to whom I gotta plea

Because I can be me in Ol' Shoshone.