Lucinda Williams Follow

I was down in Savannah eatin' cream and bananas,
When the heat just made me faint,
I began to get crosseyed, I thought I was lost,
I'd begun to see things as they ain't.
As the relatives gathered to see what's the matter,
The doctor came to see was I dyin',
But the doctor said give him jug band music,
It seems to make 'em feel just fine.

I was told a little tale about a skinny as a rail,
Eight foot cowboy with a headache.
He was hung up in the dessert stomping rats
And tryin' to get a drink a water with his knees a'gettin' mud caked
And I'll tell you in a sentence how he stumble into Memphis, Tennessee,
Hardly crawling, lookin' dust caked.
We gave 'im little water, a little bit of wine
He opened up his eyes but they didn't seem to shine
And the doctor said give him jug band music,
It seems to make 'em feel just fine.

So if you ever get sickly, get sister run quickly
To the dusty closet shelf
Pull down a washboard and play a guitar chord,
And do a little do it yourself
Call on you neighbors to put down their labors,
And come play the hardware in time,
'Cause the doctor said give him jug band music,
It seems to make 'em feel just fine.

I was floatin' in the ocean greased with suntan lotion
When I got wiped out by a beach boy,
He was surfin' when he hit me but jumped off his board to get me
And dragged my by the arm just like a child's toy,
As we staggered into land with the waiters eatin sandwiches,
We tried to mooch a towel from the hoi poloi.
He emptied out his eardrums, I emptied out mine,
And everybody knows that the very last line is
The doctor said give him jug band music,
It seems to make 'em feel just fine.

And the doctor said give him jug band music,
It seems to make 'em feel just fine.