Ragtop Plymouth, Alabama plates
Friday night, no one's got a date
spinnin' on the curves, temptin' fate

wishin' we were twenty-one
I look at Billy, he looks at me
and we burn rubber down route fourteen

and pull in beneath the sign that reads

Catfish, beer and bait

Gatorade and moonpies
next gas twenty-five miles
sittin' at the counter me and Billy Jones

Haggard on the Philco dial
watchin' Caroline
don'tcha know she looks fine

stirrin' up the chili pot
the world waited at the door
of Uncle Hickory's General Store


Now, Billy winks at Caroline
says I like my women on the older side

she leans real close and says "Honey child"
come on back in a year or two
and then her boyfriend comes

and looks real mean
and we swagger out in our best James Dean
and in the rear view we can see


Catfish, beer and bait
Gatorade and moonpies

next gas twenty-five miles
sittin' at the counter me and Billy Jones
Haggard on the Philco dial

watchin' Caroline
don'tcha know she looks fine
stirrin' up the chili pot

the world waited at the door
of Uncle Hickory's General Store


Every year about Christmas time
I get a card from Billy and Caroline
and it takes me back in time to.....


Catfish, beer and bait
Gatorade and moonpies

next gas twenty-five miles
sittin' at the counter me and Billy Jones
Haggard on the Philco dial

watchin' Caroline
don'tcha know she looks fine
stirrin' up the chili pot

the world waited at the door
of Uncle Hickory's General Store


Yeah the world waited at the door
of Uncle Hickory's General Store