[Verse 1] Well I drink whiskey and she drinks wine Well mine's aged in a barrel, hers grows on a vine And I'm just a picker of sweet dixie flowers So I don't care to climb your hair up into a tower
[Chorus] And all my kerosene Replaced my blood [and burn for me?] And if you wanna leave Oh, big mama, go to hell in jubilee
[Verse 2] Now she's got some money, but she spends mine It comes from the railroad, yeah I work on the line If I'm walking the [hill?] then she's on the island If I'm playing broke-down country music, she sits in silence
[Chorus] And all my kerosene Replaced my blood [and burn for me?] And if you wanna leave Oh, big mama, go to hell in jubilee Oh, big mama, go to hell in jubileeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.