Bonepony - East Texas Rhythm lyrics

Well the White Oak bottom's too hot right now It's cooler in the morning time That's when my boots get good and muddy checking out the old trot line I caught sixteen channel cat Cooked 'em in a black iron pan Momma had a bowl of Campbell's soup Cause she never did understand She don't understand You can take the blacktop road just north of here It'll lead you to the Piney Church On a Sunday morning everybody comes to take a little time to worship When the whole church starts to singing You can here it ringing out across the land Telling everybody the good news How the Kingdoms close at hand Yes it's close When church gets good and over we're gonna take off our Sunday clothes Kin folks are gona come over I'm making sure everybody knows To bring something for the table so we got plenty enough to eat We'll pause to thank the good Lord for the famine and the feast East Texas Rhythm flows soft and sweet Like cane syrup pours from a can A tempo familiar a cracked weathered beat Like leather rubbed smooth with your hand East Texas Rhythm you've colored my heart As blue as the sky up above And the melody that's whispered sighs underneath That country road rhythm that sticky black cadence of home Take me back