Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

Rope Enough To Hang Himself

Thirty two teeth in a jawbone
Alabama cryin’ for none
Before I have to hit him
I hope he’s got the sense to run

Reason those poor girls love him
Promise them anything
Reason they believe him
He wears a big diamond ring

Alabama getaway
Alabama getaway
Only way to please me
Turn around and leave
And walk away 

Majordomo Billy Bojangles
Sit down and have a drink with me
What’s this about Alabama
Keeps comin’ back to me?

Heard your plea in the courthouse
Jury box began to rock and rise
Forty-nine sister states all had
Alabama in their eyes

Alabama getaway
Alabama getaway
Only way to please me
Turn around and leave
And walk away

Why don’t we just give Alabama
Rope enough to hang himself?
Ain’t no call to worry the jury
His kind takes care of itself

Twenty-third Psalm Majordomo
Reserve me a table for three
In the Valley of the Shadow
Just you, Alabama and me

One of these days, Hunter’s gonna get something wrong. One of these days.

8 Comments

  1. Maybe you collect or maybe you pay
    Still got to work that eight-hour day

  2. I still think this song is about Keith and Donna. Hunter’s not saying but that interpretation works for me.

  3. In the past, I have apologized on behalf of MY home state, but since I live in Birmingham, and Voted for Doug Jones, I would like to say thank you for your support ToTD.

  4. hellz yeah!!!

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