All drunked up like Cooter Brown
Blues and flames, a walkin' torch
Long as the night without a friend
Well, they jumped headfirst
He married my grandma in 43
and Uncle Sam shipped him off to Italy.
The Second War put blood on his hands.
he ain't never been the same.
A single malt seems to eat him.
Well, he jumped headfirst
Back in his shallow grave
Well, jumped head first back
Well, a local veterans hall
they did the best they could
Passed out in the loft on the hay
Just a little cigarette burned it all away
back in his shallow grave
Well, he jumped headfirst
back in his whiskey grave
Roughneck and spindle top,
Then we lost my uncle in a Vietcong bin
where they flew the body in
And about that time they had little old me
Well they jumped headfirst
Well they jumped headfirst
the barn caked with rust.
the place is full of dust.
Just him and the single mom,
And the grandkids come over
and there ain't nothin' to say
Long as the night without a friend
If you don't believe me, y just look at him
Well, he jumped headfirst