Kredity
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timothy Erbach
Songwriter
Texty
Take a booth at the diner by the Bowl Rite lanes
A cup of coffee and a couple of mints and then
We'll hit that road and we'll take our time
As the morning glows over 1 and 9
You see, I laid a summer with a lyin' lover
Who spoke of peaches with a wink and a stutter
She took my hand and in the end we died
With lungfuls of blood like Bonnie and Clyde
Oh Woman, paint your fingernails red
Wrap a white boa 'round your neck
Well I'll don my finest shoes, no more blues darkenin' my door
Throw away your watches, we won't need them anymore
Let your hair fall outta place
As the countryside
Races by
By and by
River, river, you're some kinda taker
An Indian giver or a cavalry major
Could we cross off those myths and cross the Delaware
On an icy evening with a forward stare?
Star of Knoxville keep that wheel a-turnin'
The sun was shinin', our skin was burnin'
A crowd of women feedin' the catfish
I'm goin' swimmin' in
Red
Nail
Polish
Ah, woman, paint your fingernails red
Wrap a white boa 'round your neck
Well I'll don my finest shoes, no more blues darkenin' my door
Throw away your watches, we won't need 'em anymore
Let your hair fall outta place
As the countryside
Races by
By and by
Well your father could build a car from a can
And he built you this baby to drive, my friend
Sweet gasoline pourin' into our tank
Keeps Hank warblin' like money in the bank
I spent a case of change for a couple cigars
Dirty smoke in my lungs, good people in a car
We're gonna pile 'em up in the Delta '88
Gonna head to California from the
Garden State
Oh Woman, paint your fingernails red
Wrap a white boa 'round your neck
Well I'll don my finest shoes, no blues darkenin' my door
Throw away your watches, we won't need 'em anymore
Let your hair outta place
As the countryside
Races by
By and by
Writer(s): Red Mcadam, Timothy Erbach
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