John Fogerty "Hundred And Ten In The Shade" |
Way out there in the cotton, Sun beatin' down so hard. Sweat rollin'off of this shovel, Diggin' in the Devil's boneyard. Sure like a cool drink a water, soft rag to cool my face. Sure like a woman to talk to... in this place. Chorus: It's a hundred and ten, Hundred and ten in the shade. Goin' way down, mama won't you carry me. Handle so hot I can't stand it. Might shrivel up and blow away. Noonday sun make you crazy, 'least that's what the old men say. Bottomland hard as a gravestone. Couldn't cut it with an axe! Gonna lay me down right here, and that' a fact! Chorus (twice) Sometimes late in the evenin' Everything is quiet and still. I set here and think about leavin', Lord, I guess I never will. Heartache down in that city. Bright lights scares me anyhow. Sure like a woman to talk to... in this place. Chorus (4 times) and fade Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |