Vicksburg

 

I knocked on the door of an old Spanish whore

She took some absinthe from her cabinet

I paid her in gold then a story I told

Of my love so far away

I felt her warm mouth as I lay on her couch

And drank her poison concoction

As the night disappeared I told her my fears

For my love so far away

 

Molly's in Vicksburg and I ain't around

It's the Fourth of July

And they've burned down the town

I should go to her and take up the fight

But I'm watching a fairy dance in the light

 

She tosses her hair as she comes up for air

And the wind sets the curtains sailing

It's no comfort to know that a good would go

To his love so far away

Somebody cheers as the smoke starts to clear

And the bells at Saint Louie's are ringing

Someone pounds on the wall as she cries in the hall

For her love so far away

 

Molly's in Vicksburg and I ain't around

It's the Fourth of July

And they've burned down the town

I should go to her, even lay down my life

But I'm watching a fairy dance in the light

 

If you have a sweetheart, if you'e got a name

If you have a family.

Don't squander it all for the sugar and ice

To watch the Green Fairy dance in the light

 

Molly's in Vicksburg and I ain't around

It's the Fourth of July

And they've burned down the town

I should go to her, even lay down my life

But I'm watching a fairy dance in the light

 

©2005 / Words & Music by Patrick Weathers / Timber Sheik Songs, BMI

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