I've got an old motel and a room for rent
But I'm losing time since I've been playing dead
And well that Mocking Bird, well she won't sing
Lest you buy her a diamond ring
No, No she won't
Well no, no she won't
Well I lost my footing then I lost my way
Old' Jim Jones, there's nothing he can say
He k**ed the children then filled the land
Sad to say and understand
Well that drop top Lincoln is filled with Red
Left by a dying President
They shot him down they shot the man
Shot him down in Dallas land
Well that drop top Lincoln is filled with Red
Left by a dying President