This was a song I never could get into as far as the lyrics were concerned. And I have been a fan
since his First Edition days. I've seen him in concert once with Barbara Mandrell and they put on
a terrific show. His voice now is very hoarse, and I am surprised he still sings. I wish he hadn't had
the plastic surgery. As now he has little pin pointed eyes and he doesn't have the looks he had, in
my opinion. I think he had the same surgeon as Wayne Newton, for they both have the same beady
little eyes now. They should have left their looks to mother nature to let them age naturally and
show their distinguished sides.
I never knew what condition his condition was in, from the song. But I think it was recorded
during the time everyone was getting stoned. I think that was where the lyrics came from. A stoned
song writer.
Probably they are tripping. It was his best effort at acid rock ... then he found his niche in C&W.
I once had a dumpster diving roomie. I changed the lyrics to that song to describe his actions.
"I woke up this morning, w/ the sun down, in a bin. I found my mind in a brown paper bag within. I tripped up on a dumpster fell 8 miles high, nobody stops to ask me why. I just stopped in to see what condition my bin was in".