And he, he don't pay rent no more, no more
I catch me a horse driven carriage ride
His mother calls him by his given name
Yeah, sure likes the spot, sure likes the spot
Beneath the cemetery burial plot
C'mon, just 2.99, 2.99 a story
Say, “2.99, 2.99 a gallon”
Pay up y'all, it's just 2.99 a story
Pay up, it's just 2.99, 2.99 a story
But when I get me all real tired
And the neighbors whisper how he prefers to be alone
Sold for 2.99, 2.99 a gallon
He sure likes the spot, sure likes the spot
And he, he even lets us drink spring water on Sundays
C'mon, 2.99, 2.99 a story
And somewhere further down the road, where I also roam
Pay up, y'all, it's 2.99, 2.99 a story
But in the furthest place I've ever known
2.99, 2.99, 2.99, 2.99, 2.99, 2.99, 2.99, 2.99
C'mon, ya'll, it's 2.99, 2.99, 2.99, 2.99
In the middle of a southern town
From a local man named Ethan Frome
His flesh was wounded but he made it back home
Beneath a fancy engraved tomb head stone
There lives my caterpillar cousin
Pay up, y'all, it's 2.99, 2.99 a g-g-gallon
And I got no more strength to roam
He don't say much as he tips his hat
There lives a boy who just come back from war
And he get, he gets nightmares about boys dripping blood
But he sure likes the spot, sure likes the spot
And he carries his body as heavy as lead
C'mon, just 2.99, 2.99 a gallon
He take good care of my native son
And he call me by my native name
But the wife was in bed and the horses had to be fed
He could have been flying through the snow on his sled
Where even I so rarely roam
2.99, 2.99 a story
2.99, 2.99 a gallon
Besides, it's 2.99, 2.99 a story
