Talks sweet as sugar cane
Talks sweet as sugar cane
Got a past that is filled with lightning
Bug buzzing in an empty glass
Got a future filled with rain
Tall tales down the river
Got a future filled with rain
And he talks big in Whitewash County
All over the place
Swears the south's gonna rise again soon
Got a past that's filled with lightning
It's a high hot buttered moon
The right hand just delivered
And I can almost taste the fear
Smell the air coming up the line
Say we aim to bury the truth
Behind your name
Got a past that is filled with lightning
Fiddle scratching some lazy tune
And he talks big in Whitewash County
New dust, new broom
Well you've changed your face so often
Devil in a suit
Rain down on Whitewash County
On that hollow log
Devil in a suit
But the right hand just delivered
White boys howling in the evening
Talks sweet as sugar cane
Fans turning on the ceiling
He's got a shiny new wax face
We're just some place that history passed
I feel sticky as a chili dog
And he talks big in Whitewash County
Tall tales down the river
Say we aim to bury the truth
Got a future filled with rain
