Wash Jones — текст песни (Squirrel Nut Zippers)

I was talking to an oak tree

When the cypress butted in.

Out of car parts, a raven

Made a nest inside my skin.

To understand me better

You all ought to follow me home

I make a wish I clean the fish

I can scream like the cicada

Gin the seed right out of the bowl

Ride the train to memphis

When theres cotton to be sold.

To understand this better

You all ought to follow me home

Make a wish & clean the fish

Thats why they call me wash jones.

I feel like driving but my car wont run

I feel like plowing but my mules wont come.

I was lost down in the bottom

I was cutting through the cane

Tied my team up to a rusty trace chain

Thats why they call me wash jones.