The Sauce

Woke up this morning On the wrong side of the bed I fixed myself a drink And to hell with it I said I am getting stoned on red wine Getting stoned on that California grass Can't you see, I married me a soul digger And she ain't going nowhere too fast She's the boss and I am lost in the sauce And there ain't no going back I am a Pennsylvania swindler And I don't need no job I am sitting and uh thinking Of some bank that I might just rob And if I get away with the cash I am going to buy this whole damn town and paint it black I'll change my name and that'll be that Sit here, sharpening my axe in the Adirondacks She's the boss and I am lost in the sauce And there ain't no going back It'll be a cold day in hell When that blue majesty walks that plank Cows will be jumping over the moon When her cavalry says hangmen, you can hang us hank But wait a minute, I just saw three pigs flying over the Poconos Dragging a queen with no head on down to Fairfax Bury her deep in that Virginia soil And let her ghost find me in the stars and the zodiac She's still the boss and I am lost in the sauce And there ain't no going back I am going to find myself a hilltop Where there ain't no more rules Give all my things to charity Spend all night howling at the moon Getting high on that cool mountain air Drunk on that nectar, minding on my own damn beeswax I won't have no name, call me the mountain man You won't see me hanging around the cul-de-sac Where she is the boss and I'd be lost in the sauce And you know I ain't going back