Drivin back down from Root 66
There's a floppy eared donkey named Tommy Nix
And you most certainly would get your kicks
If ya climbed oer the fence with ole Tommy Nix
Lately Tommy Nix has been chillin in the the barn
But we all know it's best not to take alarm
Cause he's probably in the shade, up outta the heat
So his little donkey self don't become cooked meat
But oh Tommy Nix, please won't ya come out?
So we all can smile and scream and shout
We want to drive by off of Root 66
And see a floppy earred donkey named Tommy Nix
Yeah, just a few miles west of Claremore town
Where the green grass grows and the sun beams down
Stands a little gray fella with long floppy ears
A-Livin the best life that he has in years
Oh Tommy Nix you're missin the cue
You don’t look a bit like the rest of the crew
Surrounded by Angus, right down the line
You think you're a cow, but you're doin just fine
You try to swish your tail like a big ole steer
The funniest thing in Rogers County, it's clear
Now, Tommy Nix, you’re a donkey, it’s true
But nobody told the cowboy in you
Out in the pasture where the cattle all graze
You’re living out your best Black Angus days
You ain’t got no horns, you’re a little bit small
But you’re the cutest darn gray cow of them all
But oh Tommy Nix, please won't ya come out?
So we all can smile and scream and shout
We wanna drive by off of Root 66
And see a floppy earred donkey named Tommy Nix
We wanna see the donkey named Tommy Nix!