Palmetto Rose Lyrics - Something More Than Free - Jason Isbell

Palmetto rose in the AC vent 

Cross stitched pillow where the head rest went 

Said his cab was his orneriest friend 

Left him jumping like trees in the wind 

Thought he had the red lights memorized 

Glass in the gravel like the stars in the sky 

In that slow motion minute between living and dead 

Looked in my eyes and he told me, he said 

This war that I wage to get up every day 

It's a fiberglass boat, it's azaleas in May 

It's the women I love and the law that I hate 

Lord let me die in the Iodine State 

Lord let me die in the Iodine State 

Related 

26 Best Breakup Songs Of All Time 

Every Lyric From Shawn Mendes' Self-Titled New Album 

Every Lyric From Keith Urban's New Album 'Graffiti U' 

Palmetto rose in the sidewalk mud 

Pearly white stem and a big green bud 

Catch him coming out of a King Street store 

Bullshit story about the Civil War 

You can believe what you want to believe 

But there ain't no making up a basket weave 

Everybody in the tri-county knows 

Who makes the best palmetto rose 

And it's war that we wage to get up every day 

It's a basket of sweet grass, a wedding bouquet 

It's the ladies I love and the law that I hate 

But Lord let me die in the Iodine State 

Lord let me die in the Iodine State 

Out on Sullivan's Island, they're swimming 

On the beach where the big boats rolled in 

With the earliest slaves, women and children 

Our first American kin 

Photos 

Here on King Street we're selling our roses 

Two for a five dollar bill 

And tonight after everything closes 

I'll follow my own free will 

And I've taken my fill 

I've taken my fill