I still can remember Pa coming home drunk With the boys from the Union Hall station And it's hard to believe all the words that I read We are living in God's favourite nation And I knew he was ill from the size of his pills But he choked on the preacher's salvation And I know that his blood it still flows in my veins As I fall for each blue-eyed temptation And the razorback woman who stood by his side Is skinny and fixing to die Oh the razorback woman is calling me home And she cries Oh my God how she cries I was only fourteen and my Dad he was mean When his face shined a river of sweat Oh, he started yelling "You'll go straight to hell" And "You're young and your ears are still wet" When the other young boys were enjoying their toys He gave me my first cigarette And I'd like to say that these were the days That my sprung lungs will never forget And the razorback woman who stood by his side Is skinny and fixing to die Oh the razorback woman is calling me home And she cries Oh my God how she cries