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The Buzzards!

from Jesus Year by T Ferrell

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Well my truck broke down about three miles from my home and I reckon it’s done this time
So I laced up my boots and put my gin in my pocket and I walked my old bones down the line
Bout a mile In I was looking up at the sky when I feel an awful pain in my leg
And when I looked underfoot there was a big ole cottonmouth, fangs sharp and white and eyes mean and red

Well that serpent had locked in its fangs pretty good, I felt the poison down to my core
And by the time I done taken off my boot, my foot’d swole up big like a gourd
I studied on sucking that poison out, but these bones they’re old and tired
And I ain’t touched my toes in twenty-something years, so I just laid my head down to die

When I woke them buzzards had made me out for carrion, they pecked my eyeball out of my head
I put my eyeball back in, took another pull of gin
Goddamn you buzzards, I ain’t quite dead, Goddamn you buzzards I ain’t quite dead

I got a no good woman I can’t shake free, she drinks all night and sleeps all day
She spends all my money and screws my best friend, and kicks my dog when I look the other way
Well I gotta get back my home sweet home to keep that woman from messing around
From selling off my farm and marrying my friend and taking my dog out back and putting him down

So I reached in my pocket and took out my knife I guess one foot ain’t much of a loss
I bit down hard and looked the other way and took to sawing that rotten foot right off
Now I got one bloody stump wrapped in a tourniquet, I left the other [part] lying on the road
And that rotten foot’ll just have to make do for them birds, cause I’m a hopping the rest of me on home

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from Jesus Year, released June 12, 2012

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T Ferrell Washington, D.C.

Mississippi native Taylor Ferrell writes and performs anti-establishment alt-country music. His populist themes and gritty stories channel Bruce Springsteen and Steve Earle. On his debut album, Jesus Year, Ferrell weaves whiskey-soaked tales of Mississippi working class heroes doing battle with corrupt preachers, man-eating vultures, and Confederate Generals. ... more

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