Story Behind The Song

Story of whats happens when you move to Idaho

Song Description

Humerous view of transforming into an Idahoan

Lyrics

Along about 1975
I left LA, barely left alive
and not like a Texan chewin' his cud
I traded my tan for the Idaho spud
traded my tan for the Idaho spud

2. Out on the highway, thumb in the air
I got me a whiff of that Idaho air
after a while it gets in your blood
walkin' and talkin' like an Idaho spud
walkin' and talkin' like an Idaho spud

Chorus
The Idaho spud is a small fries dream
potatos, skeeters and big trout streams
you take the smog and we'll take the mud
and we'll get along on the Idaho spud
we'll get along on the Idaho spud.

3. Got a '63 pickup and a Co-op cap
headed for town with a bible in my lap
shaved the hair up the back of my neck
blended right in like a tater sack
blended right in like a tater sack

4. Met a little girl with a gleam in her eye
took her hand and I told her that I would
never let her go and she took me in
together we're a livin' on tater skins
together we're a livin' on tater skins

5. Up on the mountain top cuttin' me some trees
when I met me a bear with a case of hungries
I thank the Lord in heaven above
I had a 20 pound bag of my Idaho spuds
20 pound bag of my Idaho spuds

6. My truck stopped runnin' and my gas was all gone
grabbed my taters and I mashed 'til dawn
opened up the tank and I poured in the suds
made it on home on my Idaho spuds
made it on home on my Idaho spuds.

Dennis Coats / Five String Music / BMI (208)255-1055