WHEN IT RAINS ON TIN ROOF HOUSE i planted a seed in the ground the warm summer rain comes down barefoot in the mud, a girl i once knew i think she lives in the bog that seed washed into the sea a white seagull ate thee, landed in a tree eaten by natives of the Okeefenokee swamp. I am working on the highway, it's hot too hot to trot when the day is through i go home and love my family too the next day i get up and do it all again. you'll love the way it sounds when it rains on my tin roof house Mr. Banker is the bank closed I have army bags full of dough Do not know when the power is coming back on flares from the sun tickle my tongue i take off my 1987 grey armani suit and my black korean alligator shoes barefoot in the mud, a girl i once saw i think she lives in the bog it's a long strange trip always some science fiction apocalyptic ending i do not think there is an end the next day i get up and do it all again I have to start good habits soon push the bad ones to the moon I do not a**ume anything about anybody I do not talk against thyself or anybody but I have to have it my way maybe that is why I have been working so many years on the highway I still be burning inside with desire wouldn't know how to quit a dream even if an entire army stood in front of me barefoot in the mud a girl i once saw