Woozy Parade

The wheels on the summer
Are comin' to a slow slow roll
And from the neighborhood pools
The weekends to the woods
They go baby go
Darlin, you did what I thought you might do
And picked the white pinnacle esters
To keep them in your room
To drink in the blues
And if they cut off your water
For shit rising up from the drain
I'll be your
Cowboy coffee to roll up
And boil your rain

The rails on the road bling on, frigid
And I could use a hand
To hold me home
And the buzzards remind of the loss
That I have still yet to really know
And you bring the wonder
Of a hearth undercover
To melt all the ice in my brain
When I'm feeling funny
You do that for me, honey
If you should find other comfort
Before I return, I respect you
Should he take you for a fool
I'll break his arms
Maybe doll in up his charm

I made promises cheaper
Then one by the reaper
After drunkenly gambling the blame
That I'm going all-in for you babe
Should you ever take ill
Well I'll sugar your swell
To show you about the ships I can trade
To lie and watch movies all-day
To float on the woozy parade
With you