Drive-By Truckers - Sink Hole lyrics

rate me

've always been a religious man

I've always been a religious man

But I met the banker and it felt like sin

He turned my bailout down

The banker man, he let into me

Let into me, let into me

The banker man, he let into me

And spread my name around

He thinks I ain't got a lick of sense

'Cause I talk slow and my money's spent

I ain't the type to hold it against

But he better stay off my farm

'Cause it was my daddy's and his daddy's before

And his daddy's before and his daddy's before

Five generations and an unlocked door

And a loaded burglar alarm

Lots of pictures of my purdy family

Lots of pictures of my purdy family

Lots of pictures of my purdy family

In the house where I was born

House has stood through five tornadoes

Droughts, floods, and five tornadoes

I'd rather wrestle an alligator

Than to face the banker's scorn

'Cause he won't even look me in the eye

He just takes my land and apologize

With pen, paper, and a friendly smile

He says the deed is done

The sound you hear is my daddy spinning

The sound you hear is my daddy spinning

The sound you hear is my daddy spinning

Over what the banker done

Like to invite him for some pot roast beef

And mashed potatoes and sweet tea

Follow it up with some banana pudding

And a walk around the farm

Show him the view from McGee town hill

Let him stand in my shoes and see how it feels

To lose the last thing on earth that's real

I'd rather lose my legs and arms

Bury his body in the old sink hole

Bury his body in the old sink hole

Bury his body in the old sink hole

Under cold November sky

Then damned if I wouldn't go to church on Sunday

Damned if I wouldn't go to church on Sunday

Damned if I wouldn't go to church on Sunday

And look the preacher in the eye