Me and Ern

Written in November and December 2010

It’s been rough and rocky traveling
But I’m finally standing up right on the ground
And after taking several readings
I’m surprised to find my mind still fairly sound
I guess Nashville was the roughest
And somewhere along the way you’d think we’d learn
We received our education
In the cities of the nation
Me and Ern

Did your first gig back in ’85
Just a couple heavy metal rivet heads
And I could never see how Ern and me
Would wind up playing country music instead
Yeah we had a lot of fun
But I can’t say that the audience did for sure
Laughed off of every stage
From a very early age
Me and Ern

Lost a wheel in Ontario
And didn’t know until it passed us by.
And on the TransCanada highway
A five point turn ain’t something one should try
The bus finally died in Arkansas, but late for a Texas gig we were
Only Kennedy’s trip to Dallas
Was more grim than the one
With me and Erin

There was that night in the Netherlands
When I wrecked a car in a late December crash
And as the police were pulling up
I can still see Ern throwing away his weed and hash
And as the cops hauled me away
I left Ernie and the boys there by the curb
Yeah, holy fucking shit
We all figured that was it
For me and Ern

There was that time in southern Alberta
When some drunk tried to steal our tour bus
But what that drunk, he didn’t know
Was sleeping in the back were all of us
The next morning when I woke up
We weren’t parked where the night before we were
Oh man, Jesus Christ,
That’s one hell of a life
For me and Ern

Well, we’ve travelled all over everywhere
We’ve crossed Canada now a dozen dozen times
Dawson City
New York City
And Dublin Town are towns that come to mind
250 shows a year
And at both ends of the candle we did burn
A million Goddamned miles
And we were never once in style
Me and Ern

Yeah, a million Goddamned miles
And we were never once in style

Me and Ern