Crooked Teeth (Live From The Church)

If two fill-ups is all it costs, I guess I'll make the drive
Down past the Texas line to make sure he's not alive
Dumped him off of a river bridge in the fall of '84
Word got around that he climbed out of that muddy red river floor

I lost my bride, to the finest man, she claims to have ever known
When she got to the parkin' lot, his knees were already blown
Love is such a might drug, a mightier disease
Bet he misses her, floatin' past the barge with one eye and crooked teeth
One eye and crooked teeth, Lord, one eye and crooked teeth

Your crooked teeth been floatin' and my lady's restin' fine
Seven miles out of Bismark, next to the Bakken oil lines
I laid her down so softly, and so kindly reassured
Lovin' ain't for tamin', a disease that can't be cured

And I would ride through Colorado on a rocky stretch of road
With no one who loves me as far as telephone poles go
I wish I was a trusted man, but a trusted man is weak
Only thing worth trustin' is some brass through crooked teeth
Brass through crooked teeth, Lord, brass through crooked teeth

Your crooked teeth been floating and my lady's resting fine
Seven miles out of Bismark, next to the Bakken oil lines
I laid her down so softly and so kindly reassured
Lovin' ain't for tamin', a disease that can't be cured

I lost my bride, to the finest man she claims to have ever known
When she got to the parkin' lot, his knees were already blown
Love is such a might drug and a mightier disease
Bet he misses her, floatin' past the barge with one eye and crooked teeth