My goal was to create the single worst thing humanity has ever seen.
Finally! The sequel to Country Servant of Evil that no one asked for or wanted! Happy Obon!
Lyrics:
Them memories come back to me, them runts that I loved and called a family
“Ayaner look, you’re a sister now so try to give ‘em all a hand, let’s smile in peace”
In an Oklahoma ranch, we gathered and played every day
Hollerin’ our special names, drinkin’ beer in the secret base
In their little peepers I see long nights in fields tragically
All the fears and all them memories big’ns never see
He had cried and turned away, “I’m a no ‘count and little baby”
It ain’t what I’m reckoning, “Little bud, I will not believe it”
“That red that brings you pain, my Wheelhorse adorns it proudly”
“Come along and clean them spurs, you can smile here with me”
Thinking of what to do, I worry too
As I pretend to be a proper fool and
“Look guys!” I turn and said, a Stetson on my head
We’ll all be yankees, united and tied by the red
Crimson Budweisser, my lighter, it all will begin
Even this small game of heroes is down right deservin’
So please for just a moment, come smile again
Under the sun, we’re a family, my friends
And so I’m prayin’, you’re laughin’, and always stay strong
No matter what kinda weather our God may bring us
So listen closely, I gotta surprise
As now the sun sets and the day turns to night
As the winds had blown on by, the hops in the fields bittered
With an engine froze in place and a bundle of crops all withered
Drinkin’ all the tears away, all the rascals and babes stayed out of sight
Keeping all the pain inside as my world faded to night
A torn up pair of boots, I never knew
And couldn’t tell a single soul the truth now
“Quit it, my darlin’, just let it stay the same”
I stumbled home and our happiness crumbled away
Crimson Budweisser, my lighter, take anything
To save those small little rascals and life that they’re living
I thought through shots of whiskey, a bottle of gin
And hid it all as I smiled once again
If I was red like a rooster, then maybe could I
Manage to fight all the hurtin’ and take back their future
I’m just a cowgirl-a lame Dosey Doe
This is a job that I will take alone
Now I’m out to pasture but are the cows still gettin’ milked, I’m wondering
Them kids all eatin’ right? Do they smile through all that’s comin’?
I’m sure they’re hollerin’, I was never that smart
But maybe
Did I become for them the sister like I dreamed?
So please, remember the word I loved through my friends and dearest family
It really seems “happiness” is still a mystery
No matter what may come, I hope you live in peace
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