Clutch - Cypress Grove Lyrics
Well, all right.There are women in Cypress GroveAnd if they catch you, you don't go homeSo get to booking and don't look backA one way ticket on a two way trackNow tell meHoly Diver, where you at?There's a woman on the hill in a wide brimmed hatWith a shotgun, .44,And a big blood hound in the back of a jacked up Ford.They say the water is cherry wineAnd all them women drunk all the timeSheriff Jackson went out the backAnd now his daughters all dress in blackNow tell meHoly Diver, where you at?There's a woman on the hill in a wide brimmed hatWith a shotgun, .44,And a razor back boar in the back of a jacked up Ford.You better keep on running BukkaThey're playing you for succotash and your stash is gone.Now tell meHoly Diver, where you at?There's a woman on the hill in a wide brimmed hatWith a shotgun, .44,And a black plastic bag in the back of a jacked up Ford.