letra de pecan pie - michael berg
[intro]
big freight train, feet by snow
aeroplane, beat my high low
been buying them thangs
since about ‘09
order up for dessert, i went with the pecan pie
[verse 1]
big freight train, snow by foot
truckin’ down the lane, of my old hood
just biting the pain, fingers turn to frost
cocoa and the sugar, by the fire, i’ll shrug it off
he headed south and met betty lou
it was uncle sal that introduced the two
he was an engineer
who kept his thoughts in a cup
when the rain started coming
his first thought was to fill it up
now betty lou, born in maryland
always kept a dollar
in the palm of her hand
she says, her favorite tune
is “i’m yours,” i guess
with her farrah fawcett tank
and her hair sorta in a mess
the clock did tick
the phone had rang
the bas-m-nt door
wide open again
the boy knew for sure
success was part of the plan
and for every lovin’ woman
there’s a hard workin’ man
[verse 2]
eighteen years, and the boy was grown
eighteen years, falling on his own
he never learned to swim, when the ice did crack
well they said he had it coming
and he knew that it was coming fast
a harder rain, and a pound of shame
he left his gr-ss, out on the scale again
no matter the day, the six string did play
a carl perkins tune, arranged by jesse james
now graham nash, was kinda short on cash
so he hid some vinyls ‘neath his tire flaps
another frantic pat, to check his lucky jeans
and much to his surprise, what he found was some currency
so he took them coins, and ran as fast as he could
all the way down lincoln, far past wood
to the east side of the border of tennessee
there standing was a woman who said, “you looking for me?”
well yes i am, so open your eyes
for you got them diamonds, straight from the mines
they’re shining, flashing like airplane lights
so she opened up her drawer, and she said, “baby jump inside.”
[verse 3]
people cry and they laugh a lot
i never checked for marks before i left the lot
you give it all you got, and you do it well
a sk!ll like mine, honey babe it’s hard to sell
ain’t it a shame we don’t talk too much
she left me the keys but the car don’t start
it was mr. mcgee, he had nothing left to lose
so he headed up town, with the motorcar rhythm and blues
[verse 4]
there was carl sand and his mockingbird
with the tale of men heard ‘round the world
singing gospel hymns, as the night did fall
the accompaniment by the late, great ol’ saint paul
it came on round, you never lost the sound
it echoed high, and then to the ground
you fall asleep, humming the melody
‘till the eighteenth hour, the choir sang gracefully
[verse 5]
heard man rugged like the trunk of the oak
he keeps two f-dg- sundaes, one in each coat
he’s cold, like the wind, like the ice, like rain
come sharp as a knife, and pointed like a guillotine
ran wild with a herd of wolves
the blind man stumbled, the deaf man heard the news
‘bout peter, ‘bout paul, and john
boy tony from the shop, told me keep on keepin’ on
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