Poison Oak
Poison oak, darling, I know where you've been
Marking off boxes on your checklist of sin
Your father oughta have his old head busted in
For raising you up how he did
You know that your baby is slow and she's thin
Yellow with jaundice all over her skin
I'd build a big fire and throw your mother right in
For raising you up like she did
But I know my blood when I taste it
And hey, poison oak you're alright
So buckle up little Virginia
And stay 'till the end of the night
You wear a suede hat with a fiery brim
And beat cotton dry of each droplet within
They oughta round up your lovers and all of your kin
For letting you go on like you did
But I know deep down that your heart is pure gold
And someday you'll buy back the things that you sold
And someday you won't look so broken and old
And you'll think of the good of your kid
And I know my blood when I'm blinded
And hey, poison oak you're OK
So tuck in your little Virginia
And stay 'till the end of the day
Poison oak, darling, I know where you've been
Marking off boxes on your checklist of sin
Your father oughta have his old head busted in
For raising you up how he did
Marking off boxes on your checklist of sin
Your father oughta have his old head busted in
For raising you up how he did
You know that your baby is slow and she's thin
Yellow with jaundice all over her skin
I'd build a big fire and throw your mother right in
For raising you up like she did
But I know my blood when I taste it
And hey, poison oak you're alright
So buckle up little Virginia
And stay 'till the end of the night
You wear a suede hat with a fiery brim
And beat cotton dry of each droplet within
They oughta round up your lovers and all of your kin
For letting you go on like you did
But I know deep down that your heart is pure gold
And someday you'll buy back the things that you sold
And someday you won't look so broken and old
And you'll think of the good of your kid
And I know my blood when I'm blinded
And hey, poison oak you're OK
So tuck in your little Virginia
And stay 'till the end of the day
Poison oak, darling, I know where you've been
Marking off boxes on your checklist of sin
Your father oughta have his old head busted in
For raising you up how he did
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Writer(s): James Jackson Toth
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