Bales of Cocaine

Well, I was workin' on my farm 'bout 1982
Pullin' up some corn and a little carrot, too
When two low-flying airplanes, 'bout a hundred feet high
Dropped a bunch o' bales o' somethin', some hit me in the eye...

So I cut a bale open, and man was I surprised
Bunch o' large sized baggies, with big white rocks inside
So I took a little sample to my crazy brother Joe
He sniffed it up and kicked his heels, said, "Horton, that's some blow!"

Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' planes
I don't know who done dropped 'em but I thank 'em just the same
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pouring rain
My life changed completely by the low-flyin' plane

So I loaded up them bales in my pick-em-up truck
Headed west for Dallas, where I would try my luck
I didn't have a notion if I could sell 'em there
But, thirty minutes later, I was a millionaire ...

Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' planes
I don't know who done dropped 'em but I thank 'em just the same
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pouring rain
My life changed completely by the low-flyin' plane

And now I am a rich man, but I'm still a farmer, too
But I sold my farm in Texas, bought a farm down in Peru
And when get so homesick, I think I'm goin' insane
I travel back to Texas in a low-flyin' plane ...

Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' planes
I don't know who done dropped 'em but I thank 'em just the same
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pouring rain
My life changed completely by the low-flyin' plane