Iron & Wine - Summer In Savannah lyrics

Summer in Savannah slowed the jackrabbit down But I'm in your car driving to town Mama's missing finger had a mind of its own And the dog that we lost keeps coming home And now my health is hanging round a soda machine And the birds don't move in the live oak trees Pounding on the table Papa said I would learn You take what you get and you get what you earn Then he said you reap just what you sow So I'm gonna take my white house, paint it gold Summer in Savannah where the breeze never blows But you laid on my lap wearing my clothes Mama told me lately she was praying for you So don't hate me just cause you're the best I can do And I'm a no-neck cursing at a color TV And the gas light swirls with junebug wings Staring at the ceiling Papa struggled to say You'll find it's all such a drag but don't get carried away Someone said you reap just what you sow So I'm gonna take my white house, paint it gold Summer in Savannah takes a measure of faith From under the bed you're kissing my face When Mama told the cop that I was born in the cold She meant in the shade free from the law Now I'm a slack-jaw leaning on a newspaper stand Papa bought a bullet 'bout as big as my hand We trapped a little hornet in a teacup for fun We cut off his head, we still got stung I think that Jesus said you reap just what you sow So I'm gonna take my white house, paint it gold