Two lone black top highway flyin' that's ol' possum I ain't lyin'
Eight track tape deck Blasting Jones Ernest Tubb and The Rolling Stones
In the beer joints and down by the bucking shoots
The cowgirls swore that he was so cute
They just love the way that he cocked his hat Possum had it all down pat
Possum Possum where are you...
You're the best that there ever was
Ah rainbow cafe all jokes aside the day ol' Possum like to died
Some sweet thing flashed him a blue eyed grin made ol' Possum's style kick in
A jealous cowboy all drunk and wired pulled a pistol and a bullet fired
Blood was shed out in the parking lot but it was not Possum wound up shot
Possum Possum where are you...
You're the best that there ever was you're the best that there ever was