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Lucinda Williams
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Louisiana Story
In deep south When I was growing up Looking back on sweetness Looking back on the rough
The sun going down Crickets at night Amour sounds And mosquito bites
Swatting at a fly Hearing the neighbors talk It's so hot you could fry An egg on the sidewalk
Outside playing Barefoot in the street Tar will be sticking To the bottom of my feet
Running and chasing after The ice cream wagon Mama, can I have a quarter So I can get me one
On a good day, Mama'd make us Sweet coffee milk On bad day's she'd cuss When something got spilled
Her daddy taught the Bible Lake Charles to Monroe Shreveport to Slydell Batton Rouge to Tibadeux
He'd chew tobacco Spit it out in a can All the while hollering Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Don't let the screen door slam
Her daddy's kind Didn't spare the rod Blinded by the fear And the wrath of the Lord
He'd call us sinners Say you're going to hell Now finish your dinner And tell 'em you fell
And when the blood came Mama told her She was unclean And her mama would scold her
Mama always felt Christian gilt And then put to bed Under a homemade quilt
God knows it rains In Louisiana But not enough to wash away Sins of the father
God knows Mama Loved her daughter And they say that blood Is thicker than water
Out in deep south When I was growing up Looking back on the sweetness Looking back on the rough
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