Propane and Dirty Clothes
Remy Sher
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I think this bit of land right here
Could use a bit of Billy's tears
His mama died back in July
And these yellow pines were victim to a wildfire
That damn California sun
Where he used to love an acid trip
Eastbound on the 66 when she told him she was sick
So he just kept driving
Lord knows where that mother road will take him now
But when five stars don't sound all that bad
And in the mirror all I see's my dad
When the car don't smell like booze or weed
Maybe a little youth is all I need
But no more propane and dirty clothes
Flush the cocaine share the road
Pray the jet planes keep us close
We didn't know when but we knew we'd all get old
Never knew a voice could get
Much raspier than Joplin's
But when Johnny took to cigarettes
Addiction took to shopping for a piece of his heart
Well liquor got him next
But he got back up on his feet
From Winston Lights to rehab beds
Now he's driving up Wall Street
Lord knows he'll stay sober for that paycheck
But when five stars don't sound all that bad
And in the mirror all I see's my dad
When the car don't smell like booze or weed
Maybe a little youth is all I need
But no more propane and dirty clothes
Flush the cocaine share the road
Pray the jet planes keep us close
We didn't know when but we knew we'd all get old
Back when Julia quit the diner
The tables got a little quieter
She did the same to Jackson
Ain't heard his southern accent in some years
Well boys lets go get him back to speaking
But no more propane and dirty clothes
Flush the cocaine share the road
Pray the jet planes keep us close
We didn't know when but we knew we'd all get old