Summer In Savannah

Summer in savannah slows the jackrabbit down

But I'm in your car driving to town

Mama's missin' finger had a mind of its own

The dog that we lost keeps comin' home

Mama had a place there hangin' around the soda machine

The birds don't move a love of trees

Poundin' on the table, papa said I would learn

You take what you get and you get what you earn

Then he said you reap just what you sow

So I'm gonna to take my white house, paint it gold

Summer in savannah where the breeze never blows

But you laid on my lap wearin' my clothes

Mama told me lately she was prayin' for you

So don't hate me just because you're the best I can do

Another no-neck cursin' at a color TV

The gas light swirls, the June bug weaves

Starin' at the ceilin' about the trouble to save

Find it's all such a drag, but don't get carried away

Someone said you reap just what you sow

So I'm gonna to take my white house, paint it gold

Summer in savannah takes a measure of faith

Now under the bed, you're kissin' my face

When mama told the cop that I was born in a call

She meant in the shade, free from the law

Now I'm a slack-jaw leanin' on a newspaper stand

Papa bought a bullet about as big as my hand

We trapped a little hornet in a teacup for fun

We cut off his head but still got stung

I think that Jesus said you reap just what you sow

So I'm gonna to take my white house, paint it gold