I learned about life
on an ol creek bank
where the cottonmouths lie
to a young little boy
where guns make friends
and enemies
where the birds meet the bees
on wounded knees
I've seen'em run
like liquor
I've seen run
through the trees
like a hound dog tuck taile
from a shot gun sound
I've seen'em run
like liquor
catfish hide
In muddy holes
cuz Brim stay close
to the rocky shore
suppers on the table
moma cryin come get you some
little kids come runnin
from the ol creek bank
I've seen'em run
like liquor
I've seen'em run
tremblin
like fame awaits
at the end of the road
but no one knows
I've seen'em run
like liquor
dady cuts the poison off top
and watches for unwanted souls
but the cottonmouths tells you
you've nowhere to go
hell is a long ways away
but it's just a stone a through
but
I've seen'em run
like liquor
I've seen'em run
like liquor
I've seen'em run
Yea I've seen'em run
I've seen'em run
like liquor
©jointed
J