Rayland Baxter
Woozy Parade
The wheels on the summer are coming to a slow, slow roll
From the neighborhood pools
The weekends to the woods
They go, baby go
And darling you did what I thought you might do
And picked the white panicled asters
To keep 'em in your room
To drink in the blue
And if they cut off your water
For shit rising up from the drain
I'll be your cowboy coffee to roll up and boil your rain
The rails on the Roebling are frigid
I could use a hand to help me home
And the buzzards remind of the loss that I still yet to really know
And you bring the wonder of a hearth undercover
To melt all the ice in my brain, when I'm feeling funny
You'd do that for me honey?
If you should find other comfort before I return, I respect you
But should he take you for a fool, well I'll break his arms
Maybe darlin up his charm
Oooh - oooh
La la la la la la
Oooh-oooh
La la la la la la
Oooh
(la la la)
Well I've made promises cheaper
Made on by the river after drunkenly gambling the blade
But I'm going all in for you, babe
(Going all in)
Should you ever take ill, well I'll sugar your swill
To see about the ships I can trade
To lie and watch movies all day
To float on the woozy parade
With you