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Dim Wits in Bright Lights
is CowPattyCreek's 2nd studio offering.  17 years in the making, Dim Wits embodies the heart, mind, and soul of our ensamble... rockin rhythms and stupid stories. We did sprinkle a few tear jerking ballads in for you sentimental types.  You might even find a few nuggets of Gospel truth here and there.  So sit back and hang on!

Song Info & Lyrics
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Fished about half the mornin when it hit me I'd forgot my lunch
Hadn't eaten since the night before and my mouth was dry
Dug around in the boat looking thru all the junk
Down in the bottom of a tackle box was a banana moon pie
I looked it over to see if I could find a date
Kinda smudged but it looked like it said 2009
Didn’t care how old it was I ate it anyway
Still tasted like banana but boy that sucker was dry

Kinda gotta a little frantic started lookin for a drink
Couldn’t find nothing so I started to think
I might choke to death in this boat for heaven's sake
so I dropped to my knees and started scoopin up some lake

Putterin by was a boat with a couple of rednecks
One of em hollered out hey you ok over there
Told em how I left the house and forgot my ice chest
Other one picked up a can and tossed me a beer
Hadnt had a beer in years but I figured I was desperate
So I popped it open and drank about half of the can
Gave them boys a thumbs up hollered out thanks alot
thank the Lord for the redneck Samaritans

Took another big drink and saw the preacher comin
Out in a boat a fishin with one of the deacons
He's never gonna b'lieve that I was just about to choke
When I saw that deacons grin I knew that I was toast

Banana don’t go that well with a Pabst Blue Ribbon
With a mouth full of dry moon pie you take what you can get
The only thing on my mind that mornin was fishin
Preacher always said drinkin beer would cause me regret

Maybe ol preacher will overlook my sin
But the deacon couldn’t wait to throw me in the den
He gonna tell his wife and she gonna tell mine
That the preacher done caught me washin down a moon pie
with a PBR


I went right home and told my wife what happened
said she'd already gotten a couple phone calls
But thank the Lord my cooler was sittin there waitin
She must have believed my story cause she didn’t yell at all

Banana don’t go that well with a Pabst Blue Ribbon
With a mouth full of dry moon pie you take what you can get
The only thing on my mind that mornin was fishin
Preacher always said drinkin beer would cause me regret

Even if the preacher overlooked my sin
I knew that ol deacon would throw me in the den
He went and told his wife and she went and told mine
That the preacher done caught me washin down a moon pie
Washin Down a Moonpie
is the consummate example of redneck congregational scuttlebutt.  Nobody
really knows if this song is based on a true story, but it very well could be. 
Luke wrote the words and the band put together the music.

Granny Missed the Spittoon
Washin Down a Moonpie
Brand New Fingernail
The Day I Shot You With the BB Gun
Gulf of Mexico
The Way I Wanna Go
I Work in the Garden
The Bobber Song
All I Want for Christmas is Some Potbellied Shirts
Christmas in July
Vidal Sassoon