Navasota

Drivin' back to Navasota  

Gonna let my freak flag fly  

I'm drivin' back to Navasota  

Stir up the local color before I die 

Well, never fit in Navasota y'all 

Had to split town on the sly  

 

Little country church in Navasota y'all 

Where I grew up singin' and prayin' uh huh 

Mean ol' preacher in Navasota  

Said the devil's music is what I was playin' 

Well that guitar'll take ya to Hell son  

cuz from the Lord you been a strayin' 

 

One time 

 

Suffocatin' in Navasota y'all  

Dying to get out and see the world  

White boy tried to kill me in Navasota y'all 

For lovin' on a Creole girl  

Caught a midnight greyhound outta town 

I had nothin' to lose, so I gave it a whirl  

 

Hey! 

Yeah 

Give me back my wig 

Honey let your dog gone hair go bald 

 

A little cemetery in Navasota 

Is where we got the family plot  

Bury my bones in Navasota y'all 

Because when I die that dirt's all I got  

Just don't bury my bones in the cold ground  

Put me down there in July when it's hot  

Uh huh