Ballad of Billy Jo Mckay
My names billy jo mckay
I just turned 16 yesterday
Im gonna get the nerve one day
To get outta here
My ma passed on 3 years ago they said
It was cancer and it took her slow
And ever since then i've been
Sayin no to my daddy and my tears
Now when you come down our road
You gotta watch the bump
Right there across from
The garbage dump
You can find me outback
Jumpin on the trampoline
And in the springtime
We'll be skippin school
We sneak off
To the cantralls swimming pool
Man you cant get much cooler
Than me and my friend darlene
Now my grandaddys hands are worn
From 50 years of growin corn
Back behind the house where
I was born before he had to sell
And my cousin eddie
He got shot in a walmart parkin lot
This little towns changed alot
He said it hurt like hell
My names billy jo mckay
Its a hot mississippi summer saturday
Daddys on the front porch
With uncle dave drinkin dixie beer
16 years of bein bored
My windows open forget the door
Hope theres some gas in the
Old mans ford cause im outta here
Im outta here im outta here
Maybe i'll go down to biloxi
Or maybe to new orleans
Or maybe hotlanta
I just turned 16 yesterday
Im gonna get the nerve one day
To get outta here
My ma passed on 3 years ago they said
It was cancer and it took her slow
And ever since then i've been
Sayin no to my daddy and my tears
Now when you come down our road
You gotta watch the bump
Right there across from
The garbage dump
You can find me outback
Jumpin on the trampoline
And in the springtime
We'll be skippin school
We sneak off
To the cantralls swimming pool
Man you cant get much cooler
Than me and my friend darlene
Now my grandaddys hands are worn
From 50 years of growin corn
Back behind the house where
I was born before he had to sell
And my cousin eddie
He got shot in a walmart parkin lot
This little towns changed alot
He said it hurt like hell
My names billy jo mckay
Its a hot mississippi summer saturday
Daddys on the front porch
With uncle dave drinkin dixie beer
16 years of bein bored
My windows open forget the door
Hope theres some gas in the
Old mans ford cause im outta here
Im outta here im outta here
Maybe i'll go down to biloxi
Or maybe to new orleans
Or maybe hotlanta
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Writer(s): Shawn Eric Mullins
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