Moon Martin Hot Nite In Dallas
I was born in a bass drum
Brought up by a guitar
My mama kept a house of hags
And my daddy dressed in drag
Chorus:
A hot nite in Dallas
Feel the southern wind
A hot nite in Dallas
And the sheets stickin' to my skin
Bodies laid in the gutter
Dark roll the moon
It shines through her gown
As the woman's taking me down
(Chorus)
Lay me in a pine box
In a dark desolate place
On a moonlit night
Nail a board above my face
(Chorus)
