"Hiwassee Lament" lyrics
Up the road she waits for me
Sunning on the banks of the Hiwassee
Truck full of rations and some old pottery
Scotch-irish slope to her narrow-minded speak
Feral and loose, plenty elbow room
Near tall as me, pale and fine as the moon
But I'm a man of principle
I told you, woman
I've got children to raise
I told you, woman
I ain't running off from here
I ain't running off from here
I've got gravy on my mind
And Sunday naps with my ever-constant wife
But I keep my eyes peeled for the second coming
Scarecrow on the hill, field of white ghost pumpkins
Choked in the black-blue like a hundred skulls scattered
I hear them all start to gathering, my sins put out to pasture
But I'm a man of principle
I told you, woman
I've got children to raise
I told you, woman
I ain't running off from here
I ain't running off from here
Get on the draw
By Jeremiah's vision
By Jeremiah's vision
Get on the draw
By Jeremiah's vision
By Jeremiah's vision
Sunning on the banks of the Hiwassee
Truck full of rations and some old pottery
Scotch-irish slope to her narrow-minded speak
Feral and loose, plenty elbow room
Near tall as me, pale and fine as the moon
But I'm a man of principle
I told you, woman
I've got children to raise
I told you, woman
I ain't running off from here
I ain't running off from here
I've got gravy on my mind
And Sunday naps with my ever-constant wife
But I keep my eyes peeled for the second coming
Scarecrow on the hill, field of white ghost pumpkins
Choked in the black-blue like a hundred skulls scattered
I hear them all start to gathering, my sins put out to pasture
But I'm a man of principle
I told you, woman
I've got children to raise
I told you, woman
I ain't running off from here
I ain't running off from here
Get on the draw
By Jeremiah's vision
By Jeremiah's vision
Get on the draw
By Jeremiah's vision
By Jeremiah's vision
