Smokin' the Hive - H

I was ten years old on my grandpa’s farm when it happened

After all these years i can still hear grandpa laughin'

As he applied that barnyard remedy

He passed his wisdom down to me

You don’t reach for the honey without smokin' the hive

I remember my first crush was on the preacher’s daughter

We were smoochin' on the front porch swing that night when he caught her

We weren’t expectin' him home until quarter past ten

When the good Lord taught me that lesson again

You don’t reach for the honey without smokin' the hive

You don’t point your pistol before you check each chamber

And you don’t drink no you don’t drink when you drive

It’s just ordinary common sense to avoid that danger

You don’t reach for the honey without smokin' the hive

She rolled into town with rodeo, she was a beauty

And that cowboy saw you wink at her, she was a cutie

The sound of jinglin' spurs caught me dead on a run

He was fit to be tied and you were under the gun

You don’t reach for the honey without smokin' the hive

No, you don’t reach for the honey without smokin' the hive

You’re gonna get stung boy