Gone To Hell In A Basket

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 gra*s ain't so tough These saw gra*s 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