Down in Louisiana, bayous by and by. Pirogue pole or your natural soul. Keeps you tied to a tree high tide. Beer joint lights come on. And then the crowd starts rollin' in.
Well the bus pulled away. In a roaring black cloud. Well I stood in the road. And Honey I hollered right out loud. . Hey darling I love ya.. Hey bus driver woe!.
That picture hangin' on the wall. Was painted by a friend. He gave it to me all down and out. When he owed me ten. . It doesn't look like much I guess.
What is that sound what is that noise. I cannot figure it out for the life of me boys. Is it the coast guard or is it the wind. Is it the mother ship comin' again.
Kick your shoes off in the corner mama. Tuck the babies all up snug. Sis Draper's comin' over, we all gonna cut a rug. When you see that lantern swingin' yonder.
The south coast of Texas is a thin slice of life. It' s salty and hard it it stern as a knife. Where the wind is for blwon' up hurricanes for showin'.
Standin' on the gone side of leavin'. She found a thumb and stuck it in the breeze. She'll take anything that's goin' close to somewhere. She can lay it down and live it like she'd please.
Kick your shoes off in the corner. Mama, tuck 'em babies all up snug. Sis' Draper's comin' over. We all gonna cut a rug. . When you see that lantern swingin' yonder.
(Guy Clark). . She was standin' on the gone side of leavin'. She found her thumb and stuck it in the breeze. She'll take anything that's goin' close to somewhere else.
Clark. She was standin' on the gone side of leavin'. She found her thumb and stuck it in the breeze. She'll take anything that's goin' close to somewhere.