in a laundromat. not too far
from the alabama line
i was sitting with a girl from georgia,
mississippi on my mind
we were watching the laundry tumble
when she said "samm, nothing's for free"
somehow the whole scene felt like it was happening
to somebody else not me
the clothes were almost dry when i said to her
"honey would you be my bride?"
but just then we heard a screech and a bang
there'd been a car crash just outside
a man staggered into the laundromat
in a daze and covered in blood
he said "i'm going door to door, folks, selling dirt
just add water for instant mud!"
the girl from georgia said "sounds pretty good!
i'll take about a hundred pounds"
the bloody man said "very good madam
and i'll throw in some coffee grounds"
that's when the hurricane hit
and blew the roof off the laundromat
that old dirt salesman was gone with the wind
yes indeedy, friends, just like that
the hurricane was over just as quick as it came
so we started folding up our clothes
i said "too bad about that hurricane"
she said "hey, that's how it goes"
i said "so how bout my marriage proposal?
have you given it any thought?"
she said "no, i've been too busy thinking about
that dirt that i almost bought"
so we folded our clothes in silence
i started puttin 'em into basket
but the question you know was still on my mind
and i was just about again gonna ask it
but then frogs started falling from the sky
just like in a movie i'd seen
but the girl from georgia just frowned and said
"these clothes, they don't seem clean"
well i'd had about enough of car crashes n' typhoons
and frogs falling out of the sky
i looked at that girl from georgia and thought
it's time for me to say goodbye
she'd been dodging my question all morning
and i was getting pretty tired of that
i looked up at the sky where the roof used to be
and walked outta that laundromat
so i walked for quite a while down that lonesome road
when who do you think i should see
there was that door to door dirt salesman
way up in the top of a tree
he said "the hurricane carried me here
but thank god i'm still alive
i still got a whole lotta dirt to sell
let's be partners! i'll let you drive!"
i said "OK, i'll give it a try",
then he took me to his big dirt warehouse
as he was cluing me in on the dirt trade
he was suddenly frightened by a field mouse
he let out a little shriek
then he kinda jumped to the side
stubbed his toe, twisted his ankle,
fell flat on his face and died
and me well now, as you might've guessed
i'm selling dirt from door to door
it's worked out well, business is good
every day i sell more and more
and the girl from georgia, don't know where she's at
we've long been out of touch
sometimes i think of her often
but other times not that much
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