Michael Jerling
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Chief Waukenon Motel
From the album Crooked Path
Chief Waukenon Motel ©2007 Michael Jerling He was drunk on Easter Sunday In the middle of the afternoon Watched him cross the lot to the Mini Mart From my little motel room If he’s lookin’ for a six pack It’s one cold day in hell When you’ll buy beer on Sunday In the middle of the Bible Belt Ragtaggle Gypsy Wanderin’ Jew Where have you gone Chief Waukenon It’s just me and you When first I found this motel I was drivin’ through the rain Used to be a Mom & Pop Now it is a chain The big sign is gone now Noble red man’s head Feathers all in neon Pink and green and red Ragtaggle Gypsy Wanderin’ Jew Where have you gone Chief Waukenon It’s just me and you Nearby in a small town They’re prayin’, holdin’ hands Then it’s pass the biscuits The chicken and the ham I’m flippin’ through the channels Tryin’ not to think Wishin’ I was back home And I could get a drink Ragtaggle Gypsy Wanderin’ Jew Where have you gone Chief Waukenon It’s just me and you
