Razor Back Woman - John Stewart
I still can remember Pa coming home drunk
With the boys from the Union Hall station.
And it's hard to believe all the words that I read
We are living in God's favourite nation.
And I knew he was ill from the size of his pills,
They choked on the preacher's salvation.
And to know that his blood still flows in my veins
As I fall for each two-eyed temptation.
And the razor back woman who stood by his side
Is skinny and fixing to die.
Oh the razor back woman is calling me home
And she cries,oh my God how she cries.
I was only fourteen and my dad he was mean
When his face shined a river of sweat.
Oh he started yelling,"You'll go straight to hell,
You're young and your ears are still wet."
When the other young boys were enjoying their toys
He gave me my first cigarette.
And I'd like to say that those were the days
My sprung lungs won't ever forget.