Townes Van Zandt
german mustard a clapalong
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[Verse]
Ah, my baby come walking
Walkin' nice and slow
Like a Mo
My baby come
Come nice and slow
Wear a good man out
Like a son of a bitch
Then they turn round
And smile at you, babe
Like they didn't know you
They pump that bad blood in ya
Just like a fireman shootin' dogs
Fireman don't carry guns
Everybody knows that
They pump that bad blood in ya
Just like a fireman shooting dogs
Keep low when the shooting starts
Um, um, huh
My baby, say you lonesome
I say you don't know what it means
Kiss me and some of my friends
My baby, say you lonesome
I have a little drink and say
You don't know what it means
That German mustard
Between your jeans
- Album:
- Our Mother The Mountain
- Townes Van Zandt
- For The Sake Of The Song: First Album
- Sunshine Boy
- No Deeper Blue
- The Nashville Sessions
- Roadsongs
- At My Window
- The Late Great Townes Van Zandt
- High, Low And In Between
- Delta Momma Blues
- Miscellaneous
- Legend
- Texas Troubadour
- Rear View Mirror
- Absolutely Nothing
- Drama Falls Like Teardrops
- The Very Best of Townes Van Zandt: The Texan Troubadour
- Singer Songwriter Collection
- The Best of Townes Van Zandt