Band: Woodbox Gang
Album: I ve Killed Men
Farmer s Tan/Black Sedan
VERSE 1
I know a fella who was a real sharp dresser
Used a shotgun for a tongue depressor
Chewed up tobacco wouldn t you know
Juiced it up right and plugged up the hole
CHORUS
Wrap a half yard of ribbon around your leg
And dance like your stepping on soft boiled eggs
Ooh baby, stepping on em all night long
VERSE 2
Well he d clap his hands and stomp out of time
Did the jellybean rag drinking tater wine
If the union scabs crossed the line
Your brains would be boiling in turpentine
VERSE 3
I know a fella was a mighty man
With a Molotov tail and a farmer s tan
Had a Tommy gun and a black sedan
Well he up and shot the leader of the Ku Klux Klan
VERSE 4
With the games sparring out in the barn
And a pecked up following him through the yard
Whiskey was illegal gave his money away
And swinging from the gallows on his dying day
