Old Maker's Mark - Dirtwater

Everything was in there that you'd wanna see Corned beef and onions and true love Turnips and tinned tomatoes Parsnips and a few potatoes A couple extra blessings from above Now this here mingle-mangle was my best one yet A big old bad goulash worth waitin' for And I'm just about to dip my can Taste some brotherhood of man When I get a feelin' that there's a flaw Who put old pigweed in the mulligan? Was it you? Who put old pigweed in the mulligan stew? I close my eyes for just a minute, what do you do? Who put old pigweed in the mulligan stew? In the mulligan, in the mulligan, in the mulligan stew? You won't find self-improvement or philosophy In a dumpster sittin' by the kitchen door There's plenty leek and humble pie Ain't too much ham on rye Sometimes I wonder what I'm lookin' for But a spoonful of forgiveness goes a long, long way And we all should do our best to get along Add a pinch of kindness crumblin' To your lovin', dumplin' okra for thickenin' When something's wrong But who put old pigweed in the mulligan? Was it you? Who put old pigweed in the mulligan stew? I close my eyes for just a minute, what do you do? Who put old pigweed in the mulligan stew? Who put old pigweed in the mulligan stew? In the mulligan, in the mulligan, in the mulligan stew In the mulligan, in the mulligan stew

I left town two years ago and moved on up to Idaho But swore that I'd be back again - Pick up where I left off, oh man Left behind some lovely ladies Grown up sexy Texas babies I got back in town tonight Anticipating much delight I pulled out my black book and called up my old lovers I got five newlyweds and two expectant mothers All my old flames have new names Well, there's a lot of girls in town Who tied the knot and settled down I thought I'd start a fire with some of my old flames But they've all got new names My sexy little dirt road sport is now called Mrs. Davenport My pretty little black-eyed Susie's now Mrs. Susan Van Der Hoosie Rosie who could blow my mind is sister Rose on channel nine The wildest lover of my life is now a federal judge's wife They don't want to recognize this old familiar face I'm just a bad reminder of their wild and woolly days All my old flames have new names Well, there's a lot of girls in town Who tied the knot and settled down I thought I'd start a fire with some of my old flames But they've all got new names

If you were born here Deep in these age old woods You would know a thing of trees and deer And wouldn't want to leave and stay for good In these woods I'll never be alone In these woods Is what I call my home If you'd look closely here you would see We got a bunch of legends here I would never trade these pines 'Cause these woods is where I'll want to die In these woods The life I can call mine In these woods Is where I want to die In these woods The life I can call mine In these woods Is where I want to die

When the first light hits the morning He rolls himself into another minute of sleep When the bell cracks the silence This familiar pain comes back as the days before He puts on his boots and his black coat To walk the same old road like he always did A rolled up smoke cold cup of coffee And one last kiss for the next ten hours or so Every day living a low life Just another dance to the tunes of a broken dream Every day living a low life Just another dance to the tunes of a broken dream He's got nothing in his pockets All the cash he'd earned he spent To buy his blue eyed darling A shiny ring to keep her at his side As he comes home from the coal mine He finds her with another man inside That's how life puts him to test He turns his head and goes for the best Every day living a low life Just another dance to the tunes of a broken dream Every day living a low life Just another dance to the tunes of a broken dream

Early in the morning before the rooster crows I lie awake and think about my soul All the years have gone by all the memories are worn The further way almost seems forlorn The preacher prayed, the devil grinned The celestial choir sang the hymn But the great door man won't let me in 'Cause heaven to me is just another place to sin I drained all the high hopes in every bitter brew I found Hit the bottom of the glass for my last round All those bygone lovers vanish from my mind My bags are packed headin' for the other side The preacher prayed, the devil grinned The celestial choir sang the hymn But the great door man won't let me in 'Cause heaven to me is just another place to sin