Lyrics Palmetto Rose.lrc Jason Isbell
[id: wltngkhq]
[ar: Jason Isbell]
[al: Something More Than Free]
[ti: Palmetto Rose]
[length: 04:04]
[00:12.69]Palmetto rose in the AC vent
[00:18.46]Cross stitched pillow where the head rest went
[00:23.84]Said his cab was his orneriest friend
[00:30.39]Left him jumping like trees in the wind
[00:36.60]Thought he had the red lights memorized
[00:42.33]Glass in the gravel like the stars in the sky
[00:48.00]In that slow motion minute between living and dead
[00:53.86]Looked in my eyes and he told me, he said
[01:00.29]This war that I wage to get up every day
[01:05.07]It’s a fiberglass boat, it’s azaleas in May
[01:09.79]It’s the women I love and the law that I hate
[01:14.54]Lord let me die in the Iodine State
[01:19.30]Lord let me die in the Iodine State
[01:34.61]Palmetto rose in the sidewalk mud
[01:39.39]Pearly white stem and a big green bud
[01:47.11]Catch him coming out of a King Street store
[01:53.12]Bullshit story about the Civil War
[01:58.80]You can believe what you want to believe
[02:05.23]But there ain’t no making up a basket weave
[02:11.35]Everybody in the tri-county knows
[02:17.40]Who makes the best palmetto rose
[02:23.12]And it’s war that we wage to get up every day
[02:28.13]It’s a basket of sweet grass, a wedding bouquet
[02:32.85]It’s the ladies I love and the law that I hate
[02:37.52]But Lord let me die in the Iodine State
[02:42.36]Lord let me die in the Iodine State
[02:59.20]Out on Sullivan’s Island, they’re swimming
[03:03.59]On the beach where the big boats rolled in
[03:08.15]With the earliest slaves, women and children
[03:12.58]Our first American kin
[03:17.49]Here on King Street we’re selling our roses
[03:21.95]Two for a five dollar bill
[03:26.64]And tonight after everything closes
[03:30.44]I’ll follow my own free will
[03:35.44]And I’ve taken my fill
[03:40.94]I’ve taken my fill
[03:44.38]Year of Release: 2015