So, above with the hair, that’s David Allen Coe. He has this stanza in a song:
And then, well, here we have true pathos…
Well, I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison
And I went to pick her up in the rain
But before I could get to the station in my pickup truck
She got run over by a damned old train
And then, well, here we have true pathos…