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Strap them kids in
Give em a lil bit of vodka
in a cherry coke
were goin to oklahoma
to the family reunion
for the first time in years
its up at uncle slatons
cuz hes gettin on in years

Got a idea tell you what let's do
Let's go out to that place on the Turtle Bayou
We'll maybe get lucky, maybe get shot
It couldn't be half of the trouble I got

Turtle Bayou turn around
Turtle Bayou turn around

Got a idea tell you what let's do
Let's go out to that place on the Turtle Bayou
We'll maybe get lucky, maybe get shot
It couldn't be half of the trouble I got

Turtle Bayou turn around
Turtle Bayou turn around

I was thinking 'bout you, crossing Southern Alberta
Canola fields on a July day
About the same chartreuse as that sixty-nine Bug
You used to drive around San Jose
Never knew where my old white Lincoln might take you
Party on wheels with suicide doors
Bring the kids and the dogs and your grandma too
We always had room for more

He was more than just a decent man, best friend I ever had
When you're shooting at a coffee can, a thirty eight don't kick that bad
But it kicks right through my bones every second of every day
Clacking by like cobblestones under broken wheels
And if the truth be known, I wasn't doing that well
I wasn't paying attention, I brought it on myself
And I blamed it on the gods that seemed to smile on everybody else
I got so inside out, I didn't know what was real

My name is Alice Walker, they never told me why
I'm not named for anybody, it's a name out of the sky
They thought it was pretty I guess, way back when
I'll change it some day
I like to pretend, I'm Just a visitor here
Like on one of those shows
In a house full of people I don't hardly know
But we'll all get to home in a week or so

She woke up mad, she's tryna pick a fight
Got a phone to my ear 'cause I'm tryna book a flight
And she's crazy as a goddamned loon
And the airline's drowning in the belly of the beast
And they're all bogged down from the weather in the east
And we're not going anywhere soon
And it's thirty degrees on the Emerald Coast
I spilled my coffee and I burned my toast

Someone saw, someone said
Slightly misconstrued
All hell broke loose at midnight
When I guess you got the news
There's a dead bird on the sidewalk
And I'm wishin' I was too
And I only want to talk to you

Half a section in the short grass at the foot of the plains
Grows broomweed in the dry times, ragweed when it rains
It's all she's got left that the lawyers don't claim
Jackie does her damn best, never one to complain
She's been green breaking horses when she's home from the road
Waiting on dispatch to find her a load
She leased all but the trap, ponies can't graze a thing
Another bobtail of coastal ought to last them 'til spring

Don't expect no favors, nothing in return
Tell all your cross-eyed neighbors that it's none of their concern
Open the shades Melinda, let in the outside air
I'm deep in doubt and I can't get out, and it must be dark in there

I wanna walk with you in the morning mist
Though I should be home by now
And there must be some way outta this

We got an operation goin' on
And it don't have to trouble me and you
The country boys will do the fighting
Now that fighting's all a country boy can do
We got a handle on it this time
No one's gonna tell us we were wrong
We won't let the cameras near the fighting
That way we won't have another Vietnam

The gates of the schoolyard
Are padlocked and chained
To keep all the children in out of the rain
The art teacher's preaching
The virtues of pastel shades
You pay no attention but it won't hurt your grades

'Cause your painting by numbers

Down in Piedras Negras you gotta watch yourself
There's a whole lotta hungry people lookin to share
some wealth
And when the oilfield's busted and the peso takes a
dive
Stay off the side streets if you wanna come back alive
Yo no busca nada I'm just standin' here
Mindin my own business, gonna get back outta here

Mamma come runnin'
Daddy come quick
I think I swallowed something
It's making me sick
I don't know what it is
But it isn't sitting well with me
Don't you either one
Try to tell me it's supposed to be.

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No shoes, no shirt, no service
Reads the sign on the front screen door
Your friends 011 moke me nervous
You best keep 'em out of my store

I don't moke no bones about it
I don't need your barefoot blues

When the white oak leaves are rustling 'round the courtyard
Tell the cook to leave the kitchen window down
Just don't lock it from inside, I might still need a place to hide
When I turn to face the horses and the hounds
Sister says to come on back for Christmas
Mama's wondering why I never come around
Lord, I've been running for so long I just can't find a way back home
So I'll turn to face the horses and the hounds

This place you say you're looking for
That's a place I used to know
Don't know the number of the road
But I can tell you how to go

Head on down 'till the pavement ends
Used to go back there now and then
I Used to know it like the back of my hand

I don't take the paper, I don't watch TV
I was out on the road when the word got to me
Well goddamn, the text, couldn't I just have gone blind
Heard your voice in my ear like I did in my mind
Mira vaquero
Se pone el sol
Buen caballero viajando con Dios
Mira vaquero

Don't know what's gotten into you
Must be something in your genes
About this time I was crazy, too
And most times in between

But I survived to live another day
I might have learned a trick or two
So just remember when your old and your gray

The phone's on the dash, the goddamned thing
It's one of those times when I know it's gonna ring
Don't wanna answer but I got no choice
There's something bad wrong, I can hear it in your voice
What's the matter?
What's the matter now?
What's the matter?
What's the matter now?

Young Johnny, he really had a way
He did his homework on the school bus
And he always got an A
And the girls liked Johnny
More than anyone 'cept maybe Elton John
Later on in high school
He couldn't keep his red suspenders on
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