De Soto
She danced to live, and I killed to please
I couldn't take seeing her working on her knees
It tore me up inside and I contemplated sin
Crumbled up dollars in her mouth
I'm fixin' to take this game, I'm heading down south
It's going to take me some time to get her off my mind
Down by the banks of De Soto
That where I laid her below
My baby girl she left this world
And I ain't going to see her round here no more, no more
I ain't going to see her round here no more
A fifth of jack and a handful of pills
I couldn't feel nothing, not even a thrill
Water to the stone, the stone of my heart
Her pale blue skin and pretty white face
I buried her beneath the Queen Anne's lace
Forever she'll be bound bound to the land
Down by the banks of De Soto
That where I laid her below
My baby girl she left this world
And I ain't going to see her round here no more NO MORE
I ain't going to see her round here no more
A river bluff, steam boat's path
The willow trees and my troubled past
The darkness comes and goes on with the time
A dead man's horseshoe bends and a lily pad slough
The whiskey breeze reminds me of you
The Water Flowing south and my soul straight to hell
Down by the banks of De Soto
That where I laid her below
My baby girl she left this world
And I ain't going to see her round here no more NO MORE
I ain't going to see her round here no more
I couldn't take seeing her working on her knees
It tore me up inside and I contemplated sin
Crumbled up dollars in her mouth
I'm fixin' to take this game, I'm heading down south
It's going to take me some time to get her off my mind
Down by the banks of De Soto
That where I laid her below
My baby girl she left this world
And I ain't going to see her round here no more, no more
I ain't going to see her round here no more
A fifth of jack and a handful of pills
I couldn't feel nothing, not even a thrill
Water to the stone, the stone of my heart
Her pale blue skin and pretty white face
I buried her beneath the Queen Anne's lace
Forever she'll be bound bound to the land
Down by the banks of De Soto
That where I laid her below
My baby girl she left this world
And I ain't going to see her round here no more NO MORE
I ain't going to see her round here no more
A river bluff, steam boat's path
The willow trees and my troubled past
The darkness comes and goes on with the time
A dead man's horseshoe bends and a lily pad slough
The whiskey breeze reminds me of you
The Water Flowing south and my soul straight to hell
Down by the banks of De Soto
That where I laid her below
My baby girl she left this world
And I ain't going to see her round here no more NO MORE
I ain't going to see her round here no more
Credits
Writer(s): Jake Duda
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