音乐视频
音乐视频
制作
出演艺人
Chris Canterbury
表演者
作曲和作词
Chris Canterbury
词曲作者
Monty Russell
词曲作者
制作和工程
Chris Canterbury
制作人
歌词
He had a junk drawer full of Marlboro milds
A sailor's mouth and a preacher's smile
He'd say, "Y'all come in, won't you stay awhile?"
And he'd turn a phrase like an AM dial
An old wooden chair with a million scratches
From openin' beers and strikin' matches
On the leg or the seat every time it catches
A rhyme or line between the ashes
He's a kitchen table poet, he's a danger with a phrase
A rounder and a founder of a once forgotten age
His words flow like whiskey through the fibers on the page
But he's a kitchen table poet, you won't ever know his name
There's a sign on the porch says "The Promised Land"
He's spittin' Levi Garrett in a Folgers can
Had her name tattooed on the back of his hand
'Fore she run off with a gypsy band
He's a kitchen table poet, he's a danger with a phrase
A rounder and a founder of a once forgotten age
His words flow like whiskey through the fibers on the page
But he's a kitchen table poet, you won't ever know his name
He's just a kitchen table poet, you won't ever know his name
He had a junk drawer full of Marlboro milds
A sailor's mouth and a preacher's smile
An old Bell and Howel with a busted dial
Stuck on the Biscuit Flower Hour
Written by: Chris Canterbury, Monty Russell
