Katherin Belle

She comes busting through like a hurricane at midnight
She comes busting through like she bought the place
She was just a wolf in thrift-store clothing
Till that sheepish smile ran over her face
She stood up and said «which one of you boys,
Which one of you boys is buying my drink»
She started cussing like a backrow Baptist,
I started wondering what my mama would think about
Katherine Belle, I hope you’re doing well
Please don’t break my heart
Well we started drinking those whiskey and gingers
We drank so much we almost drowned
The jukebox was singing like a choir on Sunday
I did the Boss, she did a mean James Brown
All of her friends, they tried to warn me
They said that horse is too wild to tame
So I took a shot and I worked out the courage
To say «baby girl let’s start with your name»
She woke up on the wrong side of her bed
I woke up on the wrong side of town
She went to work and I went to Georgia
I wonder if she’ll be there the next time around