Whitewash County
Elton John
Intro: (x4) Verse 1: Tonight it’s hot down here I can almost smell the rain And I can almost taste the fear behind your name Fans turning on the ceiling I feel sticky as a chili dog White boys howling in the evening on that hollow log Pre-Chorus Tall tales down the river Say we aim to bury the truth But the right hand just delivered The devil in a suit And he talks big in Whitewash County Talks sweet as su-gar cane Got a past that’s filled with lightning Got a future filled with rain Instrumental: (x4) Verse 2: in an empty glass fiddle scratching some lazy tune We’re just some place that history passed new dust new broom And it’s a high hot buttered moon he’s got a shiny new wax face Swears the South’s gonna rise again soon all over the place Pre-Chorus Tall tales down the river Say we aim to bury the truth But the right hand just delivered The devil in a suit And he talks big in Whitewash County Talks sweet as su-gar cane Got a past that’s filled with lightning Got a future filled with rain Instrumental (x4) (x2) And he talks big in Whitewash County Talks sweet as su-gar cane Got a past that’s filled with lightning Got a future filled with Rain down on Whitewash County Smell the air coming up the line Well you’ve changed your face so often But you never change your mind Outro (x2)