INTRO (:06) S(3:15)
I found a two dollar hole
In my new Gucci shoes.
Instead of singin'--wailin'--I'm just singin' the blues.
Oh, wo, I don't know what to do. Um hmm.
I found a two dollar hole
In the back seat of my jeans.
Ever since you left me I've been feeling so unclean.
Aw, how could you have been so mean?
INST
I found a two gallon hole
In my ten gallon hat.
Since the day you went away, well, I've been feelin' flat.
Oh, you picked a fine time to leave me, Pat.
INST
When I picked up Johnny's paycheck
On that cold summer's evening,
On a freight train bound for Memphis
I knew that I'd be leaving.
Aw, how could you have been so deceivin'?
Well, I knew that I lost you
When I gave away control.
If I could get you back,
I'd sell my mind and blow my soul.
Oh, I'm just a two dollar hole (yes I am).
I'm an a two dollar hole (yes it's true).
I'm just a two dollar....hole.
INST END (("Turkey in the Straw"))
© (9/1) 1983 Big Apple PubCo. (p) 1983 National Records, Inc. Owned by The Donaldson Corporation. All rights reserved. From the LP. Under the Bored Walk, DXSA-735.