paroles de chanson Late July (Audiotree Live Version) - Shakey Graves

Oh, well, gold digger took my money
Yeah, dipped my heart and hands in honey
Snakelady done stole my savings
Told gold digger she was having my babies

Well, gold digger swung, snake lady fell
I took gold digger up to Chapel Hill
Oh, I married her fast, murdered her young
Oh, took my money back and made my run

Well, bus driver, all in red
Pull this bus over and end up dead
Yeah, go drive this bus down to Mexico
Park it on a cliff where the good grass grows

′Till a chopper came along one sunny day
Oh, to burn my crops, lock me away
Well, I'm eager, young and qualified
Got a date with that chair, oh, in late July

My mama, old and grey
Is still sittin′ at home, weepin' away
Her only boy washed down the drain
Gonna take her son and lock him away

Well, mama should be proud of me
Oh, I lived like a man, oh, I'll die like a king
′Cause I′m eager, young and qualified
Got a date with that chair, oh, in late July

So long dear my papa, he's old and fat
He′s chewin his cigar with his hair slicked back
Yeah, roll him over, beat him black
Say it's from that boy, oh, he never had

Well, papa should be in my place
Oh, to fry like bacon, hang like lace
′Cause I'm eager, young and qualified
Got a date with that chair, oh, in late July

So, call Big Betty, yeah, my old squeeze
Kiss you so good, you go weak in the knees
Come to see her old man pop
I wanna have you there when my big heart stops

But don′t you worry, don't you fret
Oh, I won't die with no regrets
Because I′m eager, young and qualified
Well, I′m eager, young and starry-eyed
Well, the big leagues called
Oh, you know that I replied
I got a date with that chair, oh, in late July
Oh and it's coming up mighty, mighty, mighty fast
Just like, oh