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[00:12.62]Palmetto rose in the AC vent
[00:18.95]Cross stitched pillow where the head rest went
[00:24.75]Said his cab was his orneriest friend
[00:30.80]Left him jumping like trees in the wind
[00:37.00]Thought he had the red lights memorized
[00:42.72]Glass in the gravel like the stars in the sky
[00:48.58]In that slow motion minute between living and dead
[00:55.10]Looked in my eyes and he told me, he said
[01:01.00]This war that I wage to get up every day
[01:05.40]It's a fiberglass boat, it's azaleas in May
[01:10.19]It's the women I love and the law that I hate
[01:15.10]Lord let me die in the Iodine State
[01:19.70]Lord let me die in the Iodine State
[01:24.10]. . .
[01:35.10]Palmetto rose in the sidewalk mud
[01:41.50]Pearly white stem and a big green bud
[01:47.70]Catch him coming out of a King Street store
[01:53.75]Bullshit story about the Civil War
[01:59.80]You can believe what you want to believe
[02:05.72]But there ain't no making up a basket weave
[02:12.01]Everybody in the tri-county knows
[02:17.90]Who makes the best palmetto rose
[02:24.33]And it's war that we wage to get up every day
[02:28.47]It's a basket of sweet grass, a wedding bouquet
[02:33.07]It's the ladies I love and the law that I hate
[02:38.30]But Lord let me die in the Iodine State
[02:42.80]Lord let me die in the Iodine State
[02:47.64]. . .
[02:59.40]Out on Sullivan's Island, they're swimming
[03:04.00]On the beach where the big boats rolled in
[03:08.55]With the earliest slaves, women and children
[03:13.00]Our first American kin
[03:18.78]Here on King Street we're selling our roses
[03:21.99]Two for a five dollar bill
[03:26.88]And tonight after everything close
[03:31.00]I'll follow my own free will
[03:35.98]And I've taken my fill
[03:40.82]I've taken my fill