Chorus: Couderay, Couderay, you're a nasty old town Your face is all withered in a permanent frown Your women are ugly, your children are mean Couderay, you're the damndest town I've ever seen I've traveled this country, and picked my guitar In tank towns, saloons, and the honky-tonk bars I've seen all the hell holes, but far and away The worst of the lot is still old Couderay You're a musty old place, and a crusty old lot You've got warts on your face and as likely as not You steal from your neighbors and water your booze And your women go dancing in old army shoes Chorus Well it's heartbreakin' baby, you know it ain't right You know that I'd love to be with you tonight But I'll be here forever if you don't raise my bail To get my bones out of the Couderay jail