White Painted Trees

White painted trees

Cotton in the, in the delta breeze

I may need all of these things

To get me through

I'll let the sun take my hand

Hold me close and make me, make me warm again

And tell me

Have I got a friend?

'Cause there ain't no feelin' quite like those

Helltown River Blues

There's no tellin' how long they're

They're gonna stick around

So in the meantime, we'll do our best to keep these

Four tires planted on the ground

We're gonna kick up some dirt

Pop a top or two, ah, I guess it couldn't hurt

I'm gonna burn a spliff in the middle of the road

In the mornin' sun

This is how we'll have our fun

Make excuses for a, another sundry run

Pop into Marvell

Take Jo Carouso for a ride

Through white painted trees

Cotton in the, in the delta breeze

I may need all of these things

To get me through

I'll let the sun take my hand

Hold me close and make me, make me warm again

And tell me

Have I got a friend?

Guess I'll pop into Marvell

Take Jo Carouso for a ride