And July the 12th, it sure was a scorcher Momma she'd fixed some lemonade Sister Beth was sunnin' in the sunshine And baby Coy was playin' in the shade I looked up the road and yonder come a big car That's something we don't see much around here Big man said, "Son, where is your pappy?" "He's over in the cornfield not far from here" And they started talkin' over by the rail fence It looked like poppa was a-gettin' mad They walked to the house and poppa was a-cryin' And poppa never cried and I knew it was bad And two weeks later in the Logan County Courthouse Rainin' cats and dogs outside It sure was awful the way momma was a-cryin They say she thought that woman had died And poppa said, "Judge, we tried to raise us up a good boy From a little bitty tot" And Jody never'd go against another womans wishes And that kind of boy I know he's not And you know the power of the almighty dollar Will come out the winner every time Willie Buchanan done got away with something And then tried to blame that boy of mine And July the 12th, it sure was a scorcher And momma she'd fixed some lemonade And sister Beth was sunnin' in the sunshine Baby Coy was playin' in the shade