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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 Copyright Samm Bennett - all rights reserved back to Lyrics Table of Contents |