Red Hot Picker

(album: Red Hot Picker - 1975)

Well I'm a red hot picker I'm a six string tickler
I'm a finger picking whadda ya know
Well I'm a time bomb ticker a real bumper sticker
Stand back honey here I go

Well I met a little cutie a real sweet patooty
So I figured well I'll come on slow
I said my name is Reed and I got what ya need
Honey hang around till after the show

Well after about an hour of the Wildwood Flower
I had done slipped out of my thumb picking
When up walks a dude starts coming on rude
And said son I'm wise to your trick

He said now listen here mister you're messing with my sister
Made a two handed fist out of one hand
Well right then I discovered he ain't no music lover
And me I'm a travelling man

Whoa I'm a red hot picker I'm a six string tickler...

I'm getting ready here I go

Well now some time later I met another sweet tater
I said honey I'm a hog about you
Just as I was getting bolder felt a hand on my shoulder
Turned around and he was six-foot two

He said I don't think ya oughta cause this here is my daughter
And there's one more thing son you might know
That if you ain't quicker than my big frog sticker
Then that's gonna be all she wrote

I said son I'm a red hot picker I'm a six string tickler
I'm a finger picking whadda ya know
I'm a buffalo nickel a solid dill pickle
Stand back cause here I go