Widespread Panic - Old Neighborhood lyrics

Well, One-Arm Steve, yeah he threw me out the door Said come back sometime when your picture's on the wall Hey now, you got to get on out, got no time to field your problems God damn, the repo man, been knocking on the door Said sonny won't you walk this line, and put your hands up on the car Well, he may not be a talker, but he always knows what's going on So Sister Ann, she sat my a** up on the table Said sit still son, 'cause this won't hurt a bit Hey, now she's got a wonder drug for this deaf, dumb, and blind man Took me to the hospital, some nurse rolled up my sleeve Hey Annie, break my walking stick, and work a miracle on me She may not be the doctor, but she always knows what's going on Well Say Hey Willy Mays, what's in your suitcase full of wonders Big city doctor fix me up and make me right He said poppin' the devil's pills, will take you straight to hell, boy God damn, the reaper man, he just walked through the door He said sonny won't you step outside and we can settle on your soul Willie Mays is not a toker, but he always knows what's going on Yeah, he may not be a toker, but he always knows what's going on