the spotlight kid þarký sözü

said the momma t´ the baby in the corn
you are my first born
you shall here on in be known as the spotlight kid
´n the mornin´ cry of the rooster
the baby lay alone
´n the old cow in the green grass
shed white tears in the red hot sun
´n the spotlight kid stood under the moon that evenin´
givin´ her alibis ´n eatin´ her a la modes
´n the green frogs croakin´ around his abdoe
´n the mud cat pond by the old willow road
all night the village waited ´n the spotlight kid never showed
she was up on the mountain
tellin´ her alibis ´n eatin´ her a la modes
momma still knew she was the one
she was the one who stole the pie from old momma eye
window bare rockin´ chair groanin´ like ah grizzly bear
´n the ice cream searchin´ high ´n low
for his a la modes for his a la modes
all night the village waited ´n the spotlight kid never showed
she was up on the mountain tellin´ her alibis
´n eatin´ her a la modes