Susannah
Susannah
Gabe Lee
It was clear blue Sunday morning down in TennesseeI
I was flat out back of the church getting ready to leaveLord knows I never been afraid of dyin,
I just can't stand the thought of comin clean
High grade kitchen soap scares the living hell outta me
Turns out that devil of a weatherman lied cause it started to rain
Ain't it funny how the tallest lies tend the find the shortest blame
Well I was wringin that sumbitch out callin him every kinda terrible thing.
Was about that time Susannah got to walkin away
Susannah, why u gotta run me around
Who's takin care of you?
Tell me what you really fussin about
Happens every time you see her gets you all turned outOh Susannah darlin of a one horse town
Jambalaya truck stop pull apart waitin to heal
My boy Johnny at the discount tire cuts a hell of a dealCould you help a good and honest man, revive a broken body of steel,
For one more sleepless night against the wheel
Susannah, why u gotta run me around
Who's takin care of you?
Tell me what you really fussin about
Got you workin up a fever, kickin all the front doors down
Oh Susannah darlin of a one horse town
Oh Susannah darlin of a one horse town
Writer/s: Gabe Lee