Song | Fire At The Pageant |
Artist | The Felice Brothers |
Album | Celebration, Florida |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Harlan’s papa wouldn’t stay in the ground | |
Dead and buried and he walked into town | |
Lord God, what is Ma to do? | |
Mama’s so mad cause he muddied up his suit | |
Caught in a thorn bush, blowin on a flute | |
Lord God, what is Ma to do? | |
12456789Thousand, | |
Everybody calm down please stop shouting | |
Go on the run call 911 | |
Calm down, calm down, calm down | |
James: 12456789Thousand, Ian: Fire, Fire at the pageant | |
Would everybody calm down please stop shouting | |
Go on the run call 911 | |
Calm down, calm down, calm down | |
If he did drive into town | |
Everyone would stand around, and stare | |
Harlan’s girl would catch a glimpse | |
In the mirror as she crimps her hair | |
Harlan’s papa wouldn’t stay in the ground | |
Dead and buried and he walked into town | |
Lord god what is Ma to do? | |
Mama’s so mad ’cause she can’t scare him off | |
Even if she’s wrapped in a table cloth | |
Oh Lord what is Ma to do | |
12456789Thousand | |
would everybody calm down please stop shouting | |
Go on the run call 911 | |
Calm down, calm down, Calm down | |
James: 12456789Thousand, Ian: Fire, Fire at the pageant | |
Everybody calm down please stop shouting | |
Go on the run call 911 | |
Calm down, calm down, calm down | |
James: 12456789Thousand, Ian: Fire, Fire at the pageant | |
Everybody calm down please stop shouting | |
Go on the run call 911 |
Harlan' s papa wouldn' t stay in the ground | |
Dead and buried and he walked into town | |
Lord God, what is Ma to do? | |
Mama' s so mad cause he muddied up his suit | |
Caught in a thorn bush, blowin on a flute | |
Lord God, what is Ma to do? | |
12456789Thousand, | |
Everybody calm down please stop shouting | |
Go on the run call 911 | |
Calm down, calm down, calm down | |
James: 12456789Thousand, Ian: Fire, Fire at the pageant | |
Would everybody calm down please stop shouting | |
Go on the run call 911 | |
Calm down, calm down, calm down | |
If he did drive into town | |
Everyone would stand around, and stare | |
Harlan' s girl would catch a glimpse | |
In the mirror as she crimps her hair | |
Harlan' s papa wouldn' t stay in the ground | |
Dead and buried and he walked into town | |
Lord god what is Ma to do? | |
Mama' s so mad ' cause she can' t scare him off | |
Even if she' s wrapped in a table cloth | |
Oh Lord what is Ma to do | |
12456789Thousand | |
would everybody calm down please stop shouting | |
Go on the run call 911 | |
Calm down, calm down, Calm down | |
James: 12456789Thousand, Ian: Fire, Fire at the pageant | |
Everybody calm down please stop shouting | |
Go on the run call 911 | |
Calm down, calm down, calm down | |
James: 12456789Thousand, Ian: Fire, Fire at the pageant | |
Everybody calm down please stop shouting | |
Go on the run call 911 |
Harlan' s papa wouldn' t stay in the ground | |
Dead and buried and he walked into town | |
Lord God, what is Ma to do? | |
Mama' s so mad cause he muddied up his suit | |
Caught in a thorn bush, blowin on a flute | |
Lord God, what is Ma to do? | |
12456789Thousand, | |
Everybody calm down please stop shouting | |
Go on the run call 911 | |
Calm down, calm down, calm down | |
James: 12456789Thousand, Ian: Fire, Fire at the pageant | |
Would everybody calm down please stop shouting | |
Go on the run call 911 | |
Calm down, calm down, calm down | |
If he did drive into town | |
Everyone would stand around, and stare | |
Harlan' s girl would catch a glimpse | |
In the mirror as she crimps her hair | |
Harlan' s papa wouldn' t stay in the ground | |
Dead and buried and he walked into town | |
Lord god what is Ma to do? | |
Mama' s so mad ' cause she can' t scare him off | |
Even if she' s wrapped in a table cloth | |
Oh Lord what is Ma to do | |
12456789Thousand | |
would everybody calm down please stop shouting | |
Go on the run call 911 | |
Calm down, calm down, Calm down | |
James: 12456789Thousand, Ian: Fire, Fire at the pageant | |
Everybody calm down please stop shouting | |
Go on the run call 911 | |
Calm down, calm down, calm down | |
James: 12456789Thousand, Ian: Fire, Fire at the pageant | |
Everybody calm down please stop shouting | |
Go on the run call 911 |