Wash Jones Lyrics

I was talking to an oak tree
When the cypress butted in.
Out of car parts, a raven
Made a nest inside my skin.
To understand me better
You all ought to follow me home
I make a wish I clean the fish
I can scream like the cicada
Gin the seed right out of the bowl
Ride the train to Memphis
When there's cotton to be sold.
To understand this better
You all ought to follow me home
Make a wish & clean the fish
That's why they call me Wash Jones.
I feel like driving but my car won't run
I feel like plowing but my mules won't come.
I was lost down in the bottom
I was cutting through the cane
Tied my team up to a rusty trace chain
That's why they call me Wash Jones.

Watch Squirrel Nut Zippers Wash Jones video
Hottest Lyrics with Videos

check amazon for Wash Jones mp3 download
these lyrics are submitted by musixmatch2
browse other artists under S:S2S3S4S5S6S7S8S9S10S11S12S13S14
Songwriter(s): James Mathus
Record Label(s): 2004 Mammoth Records, Inc
Official lyrics by

Rate Wash Jones by Squirrel Nut Zippers (current rating: 7)
Meaning to "Wash Jones" song lyrics
Characters count : / 50