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The only joint my mother burned was on the rural route |
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She parked in old man Taylor's woods so she wouldn't be found out |
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Turned off the dome light and snuck off by herself |
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Crouched down beneath that window, fired it up, and gave it hell |
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At that hangout my daddy used to hang around |
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We watched it all go up in smoke until it all came down |
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Just like after tabs and stools and tables got turned |
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To the only joint my momma ever burned |
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Just like someone flipped a switch, dad started coming home |
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No more eating late cold supper's with that tavern gone |
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I had my suspicions, til the night when we said grace |
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Dad said, "Forgive us, our transgressions a smile lit up momma's face." |
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At that hangout my daddy used to hang around |
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We watched it all go up in smoke until it all came down |
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Just like after tabs and stools and tables got turned |
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To the only joint my momma ever burned |
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All the small town Barney Fifes and bloodhounds in this town |
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But the only one who ever found out was dad |
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At that hangout my daddy used to hang around |
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We watched it all go up in smoke until it all came down |
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Just like after tabs and stools and tables got turned |
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To the only joint my momma ever burned, burned, burned, burned |
