I always heard that his herb was top shelf
I just could not wait to find out for myself
Don't knock it until you tried it
Well I tried it my friend
And I'll never smoke weed with Willie again

I learned a hard lesson in a small Texas town
He fired up a fat boy and he passed him around
The last words I spoke before they tucked me in
"I'll never smoke weed with Willie again."

 [bad word] 
I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
My party's all over before it began
You can pour me some ol' Whiskey River my friend
But I'll never smoke weed with Willie again

I hopped on his old bus at Honeysuckle Road
The party was Vegas it was after the show
Alone in the front lounge, just me and him
With one parting puff, Grim Creeper set in

 [bad word] 

Now we're passing the guitar, telling good jokes
And no one's [bad word] 'cause I'm smelling smoke
No I don't partake
I just let it pass by
With a smile on my face, and a great contact high

 [bad word] 

In the fetal position with drool on my chin
I messed up and smoked weed with Willie again