East bound and down, loaded up and truckin’
We gonna do what they say can’t be done
We’ve got a long way to go and a short time to get there
I’m east bound, just watch ol’ Bandit run
“Eastbound and Down,” Jerry Reed
Turns out this is a really great song for passing through the tolls on the Pike, especially during vacation week when fewer people are on the road. Yeehaw!
Mothers of River City! Heed the warning before it’s too late! Watch for the tell-tale sign of corruption! The moment your son leaves the house, does he re-buckle his knickerbockers below the knee? Is there a nicotine stain on his index finger? A dime novel hidden in the corn crib? Is he starting to memorize jokes from Capt. Billy’s “Whiz Bang?” Are certain words creeping into his conversation? Words like “swell” and “so’s your old man?”
“Ya Got Trouble,” The Music Man
This cracks me up every time I hear it.