From Red Grain Truck Blues by Jerry Sires

The yellow corn sure looks good up ahead inside the red grain truck.

It's piled high to testify that some farmer had a little luck.

I sure like to drive these country roads

Even though they're changing every day

But I always was kind of slow

And sometimes I just feel in the way.

In the city there's people getting by

Taking in each other's dirty clothes.

Where fine homes and big cars all come from

I guess nobody knows.

But Daddy needs a new golf cart

And Mama wants a new suntan machine

Brother wants a race car

And sister wants a full-sized movie screen.

You can almost hear her cry, you can almost hear her moan

As another garage door opener

Is torn right from her bones

Still, I wonder how long it can last

When the teeming millions watch and want theirs too

It's all got to come from the earth

And she's about done what she can do.

You can almost hear her cry, you can almost hear her moan

As Singapore and Shanghai

Decide to refrigerate their homes.

But the yellow corn sure looks good up ahead

Inside the red grain truck.

The yellow corn sure looks good

Inside the red grain truck.

You Texans might still be able to catch Jerry playing in Austin, or out around Granger or Walburg in the honky-tonks and bars.  The group was Jerry Sires and the Stallions.  I haven't seen him in fifteen years or more, and he'd be about my age, but Jerry wasn't the kind to quit.  He might even have a CD or two by now.

If you see him tell him Jack sends his best.

Jack