Why Don't You Just Go Home

歌詞

Down at the mill, down at the mill The mill broke down, it's broken still I never did find you, and I guess I never will Unless you meet me down at the mill It's always August, sweat on your neck You do the work but you never see a check Fat Annie waiting for you - man, if looks could kill You never would have woke this morning, down at the mill Young guys on motorcycles, hard eyes, hardons Go chasing through the woods to the muddy yellow pond Their hands are filthy, their souls are dirty They shoot the shit with a 30-30 Down at the mill, down at the mill Grampa spit tobacco at a barrel full of swill There's a sawdust mountain and a slabwood hill And Jim Beam on the jammer, down at the mill Dammit now I told you, goddammit I said Get that little bastard Frank, smack him on the head I'm on my way to Jesus but I'm moving slow If you think that you can take me, c'mon, let's go Grease of the engine, whine of the saw The trouble with the customers, they're all in-laws Don't even ask them about the way they feel They're all broke down like the damn old mill