Laurelite with Warner E. Hodges

She had a small town disposition.
Had a big brass bed.
Had visions of her sugar dumplin's
dancing in my head.

She don't sip no peach tree brandy
she don't sniff no snifter glass.
Ain't worried 'bout no prisoners.
She's been busy kicking ****.

And the darkest side of midnight
is when a Laurelite will shine.
And you know she's been going downtown.
Now I don't dig no Yankee Doodle.

I don't love no Yankee ****.
If I hear one more Yankee hypocrite
I'll start a hot damn war.
Southern whiskey in my belly,
southern women on my mind.
I'm a two bit, low down, southern honky
up in Jessup doing time

The darkest side of midnight
is when a Laurelite will shine.
And you know we've been going downtown.

I've been working for a living.
I've been trying to raise a buck.
Gotta mansion up on a mountaintop,
stuck down in a rut.
Got a pistol in my pocket,
got a Bible on my shelf.
Got a little advice,
boy, you better think twice
if you're worried 'bout your health.

And the darkest side of midnight
is when a Laurelite will shine.
And you know we've been going downtown.