Tom T. Hall - Gone To Hell In A Basket lyrics

I fished the everglades for a while
Lookin' through the darkness at
Those alligators' eyes
Three days in the sun boys ah it made me well
But back in Nashville they're just
A givin' me hell
Singing he's gone to hell in a basket
One of those hand woven caskets
You got a deep question please don't ask it
But I've gone to hell in a basket
Them air boat boys have got their nerve
Right now they're eatin' all
Of 'em terrible preserves
Singing my new song for a six pack of beer
Back in Music City this is all you can hear

He's gone to hell in a basket

Okefenokee ain't so much they say
The grass ain't so tough
These saw grass neighbors know
What life's all about
Meanwhile back in Nashville they're
Still wearin' me out
With he's gone to hell in a basket

What you say he's gone to hell in a basket
Yeah, I know he's gone to hell in a basket