Trampin' In The Country
Lord, you better help me tonight
'Cause I don't know what to do
Honey, I hid all your furs and guns
Lucy, I took your rags off the line
You better be proper
Suited in your Sunday gown
'Cause the family's coming
And they don't have to see
That we been trampin' in the country
Singing those old folk songs
Don't be chewing on sassafras twigs
You ain't heard of bunny stew
And no moochin' tonight. No sneaking no wine
We don't laze around. We're making use of our time
If Daddy's drunk
We're saying he's in Jackson town
'Cause the family's coming
And they don't have to see
That we've been trampin' in the country
Singing those old folk songs
You don't get my kisses tonight
If there is liquor on your breath
Baby, I know your spirit's low
Handing our earnings off to Duke Winslow
You like to go out dancing
And dancing never did you no wrong
But I don't want them to find out
Just how we're spending their loan
Trampin' in the country
Singing those old folk songs
Baby Chucky's out in my mucking boots
Yanking all the ticks off the dog
And I straightened him out. I even got him to talk
But he spit up his food when I showed him a song
'Bout how the redcoats a'came marching
Paving for us a gold road
'Cause the family's coming
And they don't have to see
That he's been trampin' in the country
Singing them old folk song
Didn't my old sweetheart come?
The one who once won me with bubble gum
It's been a long time since he's been on my mind
Been having a ball, so I don't answer no call
'Till we seen him on the doorstep
With a top hat and a morning coat on
He said, "It hurts my eyes to listen, Hana
"And it burns my ears to see
"That you've been tramping in the country
"Singing those old folk songs"
Later that night, I spy him in the clearing
But I knew he didn't spy me
He was kissing the ground, rolling around
Waving his arms toward the moon like a clown
You'd've sworn it was Benjamin
Goonin' out on whisky full on
But I think it's them city men
Don't got no music in their bones
Till they come trampin' through the country
Singing those old folk song
'Cause I don't know what to do
Honey, I hid all your furs and guns
Lucy, I took your rags off the line
You better be proper
Suited in your Sunday gown
'Cause the family's coming
And they don't have to see
That we been trampin' in the country
Singing those old folk songs
Don't be chewing on sassafras twigs
You ain't heard of bunny stew
And no moochin' tonight. No sneaking no wine
We don't laze around. We're making use of our time
If Daddy's drunk
We're saying he's in Jackson town
'Cause the family's coming
And they don't have to see
That we've been trampin' in the country
Singing those old folk songs
You don't get my kisses tonight
If there is liquor on your breath
Baby, I know your spirit's low
Handing our earnings off to Duke Winslow
You like to go out dancing
And dancing never did you no wrong
But I don't want them to find out
Just how we're spending their loan
Trampin' in the country
Singing those old folk songs
Baby Chucky's out in my mucking boots
Yanking all the ticks off the dog
And I straightened him out. I even got him to talk
But he spit up his food when I showed him a song
'Bout how the redcoats a'came marching
Paving for us a gold road
'Cause the family's coming
And they don't have to see
That he's been trampin' in the country
Singing them old folk song
Didn't my old sweetheart come?
The one who once won me with bubble gum
It's been a long time since he's been on my mind
Been having a ball, so I don't answer no call
'Till we seen him on the doorstep
With a top hat and a morning coat on
He said, "It hurts my eyes to listen, Hana
"And it burns my ears to see
"That you've been tramping in the country
"Singing those old folk songs"
Later that night, I spy him in the clearing
But I knew he didn't spy me
He was kissing the ground, rolling around
Waving his arms toward the moon like a clown
You'd've sworn it was Benjamin
Goonin' out on whisky full on
But I think it's them city men
Don't got no music in their bones
Till they come trampin' through the country
Singing those old folk song
Credits
Writer(s): Jared Salzano
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