Rachel Harrington - Truman lyrics

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Rachel Harrington - Truman

Living on a mountainside

With a mint pink Cadillac

That he never took to ride

His wife of thirty years passed

And he took his drink alone

After the death of a true

You no longer fear your own

Harry Truman

Are you coming down?

Been a lonesome sermon on the mountain

Truman, must you have your way?

Harry Truman don't get blown away

We begged and pleaded

Your own to save

'Cause when that mountain goes

Spirit Lake will be your grave

Harry Truman

Are you coming down?

Been a lonesome sermon on the mountain

Truman, must you have your way?

Harry Truman don't get blown away

Harry Truman

You'll see him coming down

When that mountain sheds her sleeping nightgown

Children, look, there beyond the black

It's Truman of St. Helens in his mint Cadillac

Blazing from the ashes in his mint pink Cadillac.