Victoria Anne

You and me, and your brother spent the summer Catching crawfish in the creek Mosquito bites, spittin' watermelon seeds Your mama's pork fat grits Stacking pennies on the railroad tracks Got drunk on homemade gin And robbed the general store Got a hiding, and a licking, and a seeing to Boy, my butt was sore Was your butt sore too? Victoria Anne, Victoria Anne Don't ride your bike behind the fog, man Victoria Anne, Victoria Anne, Victoria Anne Don't ride your bike behind the fog, man You'll regret it someday But why? I cannot say WonderBread and mayonnaise sandwiches Smoking jimsonweed cigars Sittin' in the swamps, I saw a haint No, you d'aint Slinging cemetery stones Wearing Spanish curly moss wigs Chasing chiggers in my hair You gave me ringworm, scabies, and the lice Yes, I did, but it was not my fault Daddy says there's a devil in the woods And he's got his eye on me Leaning on his shiny cane Gonna take me away for all my evil deeds But it was you that chucked the kittens in the river I threw you in straight after Laughing, falling on the fire ant hill Tore my clothes off and jumped right in Running naked down the street Your mama screaming, chasing us as fast as she can Calling, "Come home, goddamn" Victoria Anne, Victoria Anne Don't ride your bike behind the fog, man Victoria Anne, Victoria Anne, Victoria Anne Don't ride your bike behind the fog, man You'll regret it someday But why? I cannot say