Wash It

My baby's always sleepin' when I go
Out the door just kickin' down that road
It's the hardest thing that I'll ever have to do
rock-a-do

Well they had me down in Straw Town baby happened in July
On a cornfield where the blood ran out the corner of my eye
Gone' get on down to the blood bank gonna drink it real real dry
It's a long way in a beat-up truck said whiskey pour that rye
c'mon yeah

Well if baby died would you be so mad at me?
Gotta go and do that dig for free
Honey, child, whatcha know about this?
Been diggin' the ground?
Just use my fist
C'mon babe!



Credits
Writer(s): Frederik Evans, Brenn Beck
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