She's got Mississippi Blood runnin' through her veins. Her mama was a looker from New Orleans. Daddy worked hard with a gun in his boot. Blow you away click bang boom boom.
What can they all be thinkin'. Wanna' take the cross off of the hill. Put away the pledge of allegiance. Lord, just the thought gives me a chill. They can take god off our money but, in the end 'o ain't it funny.
There's a grey horse standin' still. As a soldier climbs in the saddle for one last ride. As the rain pours off his hat. You can see the shadows of the past written in his eyes.
Sometimes I want to light up underneath the no smoking sign. Sometimes I wished they'd tell me how justice got so blind. I wish they'd just leave me alone cause I'm doing alright.
There's a honky-tonk just south of Georgia. A little salvation just a' waitin' for ya'. I heard it said a long time ago. If your lookin' for your soul.
Been lost in the darkness for so long,. I can't see the life.. I been strung out, burned out, left out,. And hung out to dry.. So I say to myself that I wanna get better.
Doesn't seem that long ago. Three of us walkin' down that road. Grey fifty-five Chevy, parked in the front yard. Little Melody tagged along. Those were the best days now they're gone.
Ever since she was a baby. Settin' on her daddy's knee. Had him wrapped around her finger. Doing anything she pleased. . She had a way of getting what she wanted.