Sweet Lucy (feat. Steve Gunn)
When we left
It was cold
Each other's hands
We had to hold
We got drunk
In Tennessee
She was just
As drunk as me
She run up the hill, she cried and cried
I run down the other side
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy, let me go
Police come
They took my wine
They put us in jail
Hundred dollar fine
I could hear her
Crying over the wall
In the women's
Detention hall
I got on the phone, my mama spoke
"Sorry, son, but your mama's broke"
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy, let me go
Wherever I go
I get sad
Seems like sorrow lives in the air
In the wide-open skies of California
There was sorrow way out there
Five get your ten that you don't get past
Five get your ten that you better go fast
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy, let me go
Oh Harry Hubcaps
And Jack the Fluke
They bought a bottle
A bottle for Luke
They was buddies
They had a fight
They broke the jukebox
They broke the light
Big old fluke, weigh three hundred pounds
Fell on Harry when Harry fell down
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy, let me go
My old lady
Says, "Gimme that wine"
I says, "Honey"
"Quit drinking sometime"
She says, "Snock"
"It's not my fault"
"Had to eat my porkchop"
"Without no salt"
She run up the hill, she cried and cried
I run down the other side
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy, let me go
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy, let me go
It was cold
Each other's hands
We had to hold
We got drunk
In Tennessee
She was just
As drunk as me
She run up the hill, she cried and cried
I run down the other side
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy, let me go
Police come
They took my wine
They put us in jail
Hundred dollar fine
I could hear her
Crying over the wall
In the women's
Detention hall
I got on the phone, my mama spoke
"Sorry, son, but your mama's broke"
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy, let me go
Wherever I go
I get sad
Seems like sorrow lives in the air
In the wide-open skies of California
There was sorrow way out there
Five get your ten that you don't get past
Five get your ten that you better go fast
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy, let me go
Oh Harry Hubcaps
And Jack the Fluke
They bought a bottle
A bottle for Luke
They was buddies
They had a fight
They broke the jukebox
They broke the light
Big old fluke, weigh three hundred pounds
Fell on Harry when Harry fell down
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy, let me go
My old lady
Says, "Gimme that wine"
I says, "Honey"
"Quit drinking sometime"
She says, "Snock"
"It's not my fault"
"Had to eat my porkchop"
"Without no salt"
She run up the hill, she cried and cried
I run down the other side
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy, let me go
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy
Oh, sweet Lucy, let me go
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Hurley
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