Frank Black - Bill Jocko lyrics

Why do I have to stay? Why does she get to go? Why do I have to stay here? Why does she get to go? Oh, why do I have to stay? Why does she get to go? Why do I have to stay here? Why does she get to go? Down came Bill Jocko From the heart of Hooterville Take down your Christmas tree But I know that you never will Riding lover was his lady And she did not know his mind When Billy took the Datsun To the top for the last time That's when they were Drunk on wine coolers That they stole from her mother Drunk on the summer And drunk on each other Take a right at the graveyard And a left at the ghetto Climb up to where it's dark Gonna take our clothing off Lucinda had her head down Braiding her hair so she could not see That William had his eyes closed Heading straight for a tree That's when they were Drunk on wine coolers That they stole from her mother Drunk on the summer And drunk on each other One or two or three hundred feet Down to the ground, let's do it now When there ain't no park ranger Hanging 'round He cut the wheel on banana peels We're going straight into a skid Shut off the motor and gone straight off of the ridge They hit hard, like a broken wand And Lucinda she was dead He climbed back up to the top And this is what he said He said Why do I have to stay here? And why does she get to go? Why do I have to stay here? And why does she get to go? Why do I have to stay here? And why does she get to go? Why does she? Why does she? Why does she? Why do I have to stay here? Why does she get to go? Why do I have to stay? Why does she get to go?