Railroad Jerk - Call Me the Son

Hey!

We sat beneath the bridge at dawn
We didn't say very much
Mr. Brant and his one-legged daughter
And her wooden crutch
We drank a bottle and a half that night
Watched the river in the moonlight
Her skin like the rippling water
And her hair up tight

Dishing out the wine, my friend, he said
"Which way is Mae West?"
I said "don't look at me, 'cause
Your guess is as good as mine
We drank a toast, a toast, a toast
And I fell in the lake
I said "how many times must I
Make this mistake?"

Well, you can call on me, but
Call me the son
Well, you can call on me, but
Call me the son

Cash crashing in the register drawer
We took to the hills
(Crash, crash, ca-rash)
Jack was taking everything he could
'Cause he had got the chills
For three days and three nights
I couldn't get no sleep
And I began to wonder how much
Longer we could keep
Well, you can call on me, but
Call me the son
Well, you can call on me, but
Call me the son

My papa owned a .44
He was there when the war was won
I was born in '71
I shined down from day one
Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true?
From Arkansas to Oregon
From Baltimore to New Orleans

You can call
You can call
You can call
You can call
You can call
You can call on me, but
Call me the son