Jacky Don Tucker (Play By The Rules Miss All The Fun)
Yeah, Jacky Don Tucker was my daddy's little brother And at seventeen he jumped the fence He joined a rock and roll band, got a tattoo on his hand Granny said he never had a lick of sense Yeah, by the time he turned seven he was a stealing watermelons Playing house with the girl next door He was drinking muscadine wine by the time he was nine He was sneaking out and smoking cigarettes under the porch
He's a melon stealing, cop-a-feeling, daredevil fool A do-it-anywaying, playing hooky at school A water tower poet class of '73 He'd say by God you better know it if you're running with me I'm skinny dipping finger flipping son of a gun Play by the rules, you're gonna miss all the fun
He was always drag racing and he kept the sheriff chasing But they never caught ole Jacky Don He was nobody's fool, the definition of cool He even cut a donut on the courthouse lawn And he created quite a scandal that the locals couldn't handle
When he took up with the preacher's baby girl They bought a new double wide and on their wedding night Aunt Jenny started rocking Uncle Jacky Don's world
See he's a melon stealing, cop-a-feeling, daredevil fool A do-it-anywaying, playing hooky at school A water tower poet class of '73 He'd say by God you better know it if you're running with me I'm skinny dipping finger flipping son of a gun Play by the rules, you're gonna miss all the fun, boy
Yeah, he's a melon stealing, cop-a-feeling, daredevil fool A do-it-anywaying, playing hooky at school A water tower poet class of '73 He'd say by God you better know it if you're running with me I'm skinny dipping finger flipping son of a gun Play by the rules, you're gonna miss all the fun
Play by the rules, you're gonna miss all the fun That's all.