Red (Elegy) - Dave Carter, Tracy Grammer

My love is like a red, red rose

Snake on her shoulder and a ring in her nose

Sleepin' it off in her swaddlin' clothes

Innocent as she lies

I don’t know where she come from

Hangin' with dealers and slick-back scum

Dreamin' of a summer that never comes

And waitin' for me to die

She is the daughter of the joshua tree

Long time losers and o.g.

wannabes

Mama’s in the corn and the fields are fallow

Soul needs savin' but I’m too damned shallow

Sweet maria she’s a pretty little 9

Kicks like a mule but she barks just fine

I ain’t cleaned her in a mighty long time

Takin her out tonight

Dip her in a bucket of kerosene

Mr. rogers on my t.v.

screen

Friendliest sucker I ever seen

We are precious in his sight

'cause we are the children of the joshua tree

Longtime losers and o.g.

wannabes

Mama’s in the corn and the fields are barren

Roof needs fixin' but I’m way past carin'

Ophelia’s drowned in the cold, cold flood

A thorn by any other name draws blood

Deep red drops on a scarlet bud

Daddy we comin' home

We don’t know where home lies now

But we’ll turn up there some damned how

Drawn to the barn and the busted plow

And the graves all overgrown

Because we are the children of the joshua tree

Longtime losers and o.g.

wannabes

Mama’s in the corn and the field’s been trampled

You can’t reason with a soul in shambles