Cuero Dudes

歌詞

Carl and Ginny drowned on Sunday In nine phases of losing life No witness behind the waves Only blue eyes radiate light The king tide still covers the highway Though the swell faded overnight Go down, look at it sideways See the new moon paint the new design There's too many stories to remember Too many stories to tell Too many stories My friend Grey played the bass With a bad Mister Michael H It was a private party thing In a barn somewhere fancy way upstate A hog head hung above the stage Mike said, "Grey, baby, you know what to do" Once the music started moving That hog head started moving too There's too many stories to remember Too many stories to tell Too many stories One of Charlie Peavey's early memories Was his daddy drinking in the afternoon Playing poker in the kitchen With a wild bunch of cuero dudes His momma locked in upstairs bedroom Climbed out the window with Charlie around her neck Down the trellis of roses She was bleeding all over as they snuck around the back There's too many stories to remember Too many stories to tell Too many stories There's too many stories to remember Too many stories to tell Too many stories