Summer in Savannah slows the jackrabbit down
But I'm in your car driving to town
Mama's missing finger had a mind of its own
The dog that we lost keeps coming home
Mama had a place there hanging around the soda machine
The birds don't move a love of trees
Pounding on the table, Papa said I would learn
You take what you get and you get what you earn
Then he said you reap just what you sow
I'm going to take my white house, paint it gold

Summer in Savannah where the breeze never blows
But you laid on my lap wearing my clothes
Mama told me lately she was praying for you
So don't hate me just because you're the best I can do
Another no-neck cursing around a color TV
The gas light swirls the June bug weaves
Staring at the ceiling about the trouble to save
Find it's all such a drag but don't get carried away
Someone said you reap just what you sow
I'm going to take my white house, paint it gold

Summer in Savannah takes a measure of faith
Now under the bed you're kissing my face
When Mama told the cop that I was born in a call
She meant in the shade, free from the law
Now I'm a slack-jaw leaning on a newspaper stand
Papa bought a bullet about as big as my hand
We trapped a little hornet in a teacup for fun
We cut off his head but still got stung
I think that Jesus said you reap just what you sow
I'm going to take my white house, paint it gold


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