Drums are still playing I can see them marching close This he walks like a shadow And that he dances like a ghost The one that looks like Jimmy, Lord he scares me the most River Rat Jimmy and Jehosophat
Playing boyhood mumblypeg A six inch bowie blade Out the top my redwing kickers And down a muddy slippery grade To the fever pitch savannah where grand daddy lay River Rat Jimmy and Jehosophat
Little Jimmy ghostie face Ate off the kitchen floor Cause woman-Mum threw dinner plates At drunken Dad on the door
He would cop his cans of beer And close his eyes and soar River Rat Jimmy and Jehosophat
Shouting revelation out A boychild man of ten Never looking up to heaven Lord it was heaven there and then And we wrapped our bloodied fingers like a shine-eyed mister zen River Rat Jimmy and Jehosophat Sho-ly, sho-ly
Neither of us knew who'd pop And who would sink the lake And who would run off fast enough before the bow string would break Man we was crying for tomorrow Through the crying and the shake River Rat Jimmy and JehosophatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
