Wrinkle Neck Mules Follow

Liza

Oh Liza oh Liza its time
To make our run in the night
Across the lower 40 and through the break in the pines
Oh Liza oh Liza its time

I met you in the spring one cold crazy day
Snow falling with bright sunshine
I never understood the first words that you said
Something about the blue in your mind

And you told your father I was an evil man
And he cornered me at the feed store in town
He said “Don’t you go near Liza, boy, or I’ll put you in the ground”
All I could do was crack a smile

Chorus

I dreamed we danced a waltz up to the timberline
And tiptoed along the power wires
Your brown hair trailing us half a mile behind
Oh Liza I dreamed you were mine

But you told your brother I was an evil man
And he came at me with a machete in his hand
But he never saw my pistol, Lord, and when he hit the ground
His eyes were shiny, silver and wild

Oh Liza oh Liza you’re mine
I wouldn’t try to struggle or fight
Across the swollen river and to the old abandoned mine
Oh Liza oh Liza you’re mine
Oh Liza oh Liza you’re mine
Oh Liza oh Liza its time
Oh Liza oh Liza you’re mine…