Letra de
Never More True

There's a Yankee in the Cumberland
With a pistol in his boot
Dreamin' about salty water
And he's lookin for a snake to shoot
I'm thinkin' it won't get any worse
I'm thinkin' about buyin' you a hat and a purse
I'm wishin' I never came here
You know my heart was ever sincere
And every now and then I realize