Drive-By Truckers - Sarah's Flame lyrics
[Drive-By Truckers - Sarah's Flame lyrics]
Sarah memorized every bumper sticker
On the back of every pickup with a rebel flag
Every morning in the senior parking lot
Every weekend in the fields
With the windows hot
She learned to work 'em in to every sentence
So that she made herself useful to the
Men who print 'em
All the way up in the balconies
Half the working class is
Clapping ones and threes
She had еm hearing old dixie driven down
In еvery note of Barry’s baritone
Strangleholding pearls in the clutches
Of their liver-spotted hands
She made PC worse to momma then the
VD daddy brought home from the rodeo
She made it look so easy
All fat Donny had to do was wear the pants
What’s a girl gotta do to get a little
Bit of credit in a place like this
For knowing night moves crowds would never
Heed the river’s cautionary winds
Knowing only momma’s boys would
Claim involuntary self-inflicted rage
Tiki’s would’ve never hit the streets if
It weren’t for Sarah’s flame
Sarah memorized every bumper sticker
On the back of every pickup with a rebel flag
Every morning in the senior parking lot
Every weekend in the fields
With the windows hot
(She made it look so easy)
She learned to work 'em in
To every every sentence
So that she made herself useful to
The men who print em
(She made it look so easy)
All the way up in the balconies half the
Working class is clapping ones and threes
(She made it look so easy)
Sarah memorized every bumper sticker
(all fat Donny had to do was wear the pants)
On the back of every pickup with a rebel flag
(She made it look so easy)
Every morning in the senior parking lot
(all fat Donny had to do was wear the pants)
(She made it look so easy)
Every weekend in the fields
With the windows hot
On the back of every pickup with a rebel flag
Every morning in the senior parking lot
Every weekend in the fields
With the windows hot
She learned to work 'em in to every sentence
So that she made herself useful to the
Men who print 'em
All the way up in the balconies
Half the working class is
Clapping ones and threes
She had еm hearing old dixie driven down
In еvery note of Barry’s baritone
Strangleholding pearls in the clutches
Of their liver-spotted hands
She made PC worse to momma then the
VD daddy brought home from the rodeo
She made it look so easy
All fat Donny had to do was wear the pants
What’s a girl gotta do to get a little
Bit of credit in a place like this
For knowing night moves crowds would never
Heed the river’s cautionary winds
Knowing only momma’s boys would
Claim involuntary self-inflicted rage
Tiki’s would’ve never hit the streets if
It weren’t for Sarah’s flame
Sarah memorized every bumper sticker
On the back of every pickup with a rebel flag
Every morning in the senior parking lot
Every weekend in the fields
With the windows hot
(She made it look so easy)
She learned to work 'em in
To every every sentence
So that she made herself useful to
The men who print em
(She made it look so easy)
All the way up in the balconies half the
Working class is clapping ones and threes
(She made it look so easy)
Sarah memorized every bumper sticker
(all fat Donny had to do was wear the pants)
On the back of every pickup with a rebel flag
(She made it look so easy)
Every morning in the senior parking lot
(all fat Donny had to do was wear the pants)
(She made it look so easy)
Every weekend in the fields
With the windows hot