Rattlesnake
She's born outside of Memphis, just north of Tupelo
Oh Lord, she's a Mississippi Queen
And just like that big river, oh Lord, she'll pull you under
She fights fire with gasoline
Well first time that I saw her, down at the Whitewater
All dancing across those ancient hardwood floors
And you could tell she had a history with the cigarettes and whiskey
And the boys that had a way with words
But I want to make that glorious mistake
Now she's got the kisses of a thousand angels and the bite of a rattlesnake
Much like my first occurrence with straight Kentucky bourbon
Oh Lord, she took my breath away
And when she called me "darling", I started caterwauling
Oh, I had nothing else to say
But I want to make that glorious mistake
Now she's got the kisses of a thousand angels and the bite of a rattlesnake
And when she gets me all alone, she strikes the fear of Jesus
She sends that fear coursing through my blood
And when we hit the bedroom, it's always fire and brimstone
Yes, I have been washed in the flood
And I want to make that glorious mistake
Now she's got the kisses of a thousand angels and the bite of a rattlesnake
Now she's got the kisses of a thousand angels and the bite of a rattlesnake
Oh Lord, she's a Mississippi Queen
And just like that big river, oh Lord, she'll pull you under
She fights fire with gasoline
Well first time that I saw her, down at the Whitewater
All dancing across those ancient hardwood floors
And you could tell she had a history with the cigarettes and whiskey
And the boys that had a way with words
But I want to make that glorious mistake
Now she's got the kisses of a thousand angels and the bite of a rattlesnake
Much like my first occurrence with straight Kentucky bourbon
Oh Lord, she took my breath away
And when she called me "darling", I started caterwauling
Oh, I had nothing else to say
But I want to make that glorious mistake
Now she's got the kisses of a thousand angels and the bite of a rattlesnake
And when she gets me all alone, she strikes the fear of Jesus
She sends that fear coursing through my blood
And when we hit the bedroom, it's always fire and brimstone
Yes, I have been washed in the flood
And I want to make that glorious mistake
Now she's got the kisses of a thousand angels and the bite of a rattlesnake
Now she's got the kisses of a thousand angels and the bite of a rattlesnake
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Writer(s): Edward Joel Kowalczyk, Patrick Dahlheimer, Chad David Taylor, Chad Alan Gracey
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