Lissename (Darling)

Lissen a me darling
I got something to say
Nothing but a motor man
Will ever be in your way
When your living on the highway
With two heels to the road
You will never know insurance
But you'll sure bear that load
The motor man he cometh
With a wide berth all around
The night it swallows salty
His feet keep time on ground
He will sweep you up allgood
The owls will watch you go
But the fork in Old Kentucky Road
Will not fill up with snow
By the time that you are back
You curse his turgid name
The power that you'll never have
Is the simple, burning flame
The candles light at truck stop
Diners along the dusty route
god and the devil tusslin
Will never hear your shout

Till your grave is all but swept in
And your children cussed and yelled
That you're a mother not for keeping home
That we could all just die alone
And straight off go to hell
We might as well
Ohhhh darling
We might as well
We might as well

Lissen a me darling
Your hair is a disease
Sweeps up men from roadside
Makes em seem easy to please
But listen not to their words
Promises on plates a silk
Walking over broken glasses
To clean up the spilled milk
But they may be a smile
Your father's more than one
If you keep them along too long
your memories will run
To when he whipped you off on the road
You were just nineteen
But the belt whip generation
Finally landed good and clean
You could never tell a soul though
Never tell the cheerful kid
About the past a spinnin round
What no one ever did
In that old town that seems like
A quiet ghost of this one
Lock up your memory machine
But keep shining the pistons