Shakey Graves - Late July lyrics

rate me

Oh, yeah, well, gold-digger took my money

Dipped my heart and hands in honey

Ol' snake lady stole my savings

Told gold digger she was having my babies

Well, gold digger swung, snake lady fell

Yeah, i took gold digger up to chapel hill

Oh, i married her fast, murdered her young

Took my money back and made my run

Well, bus driver yeah, all in red

Pull this bus over and end up dead

Yeah, go drive this bus down to mexico

Park it on a cliff where that good grass grows

Until a chopper came along one sunny day

Burnt crops, locked me away

Girl i'm eager, young and qualified

Got a date with that chair, oh, in late july

Oh, yeah, well, my mama, old and grey

Sittin' at-a home just a-weepin' away

Her only boy washed down the drain

Gonna take her son and lock him away

Well, mama should be oh proud of me

I lived like a man, oh, i'll die like a king

Oh i'm eager, young and qualified

Got a date with that chair, oh, in late july

But my pappy, old and fat

Chewin his cigar with his hair slicked back

Yeah, roll him over, beat him black

Say it's from that boy he never had

Well, papa should be in my place

To fry like bacon, hang like lace

Because i'm eager, young and starry-eyed

I got a date with that chair, oh, in late july

Yeah so, oh big betty, oh my old squeeze

Oh, kiss you so good, you go weak in the knees

Yeah, gon' to see her old man pop

I wanna have you there when my big heart stops

But don't you worry, oh don't you fret

No, i won't die with no regrets

Oh, the big leagues call and i reply

I got a date with that chair, oh, in late july