Lyrics:

I heard he was scraping dixie
Looking for a job
Looking for some work to get him by
Steering clear of all the jails
He was skinny as a rail
And his face would hardly move from day to day
His face would hardly move from day to day

Don't you set your mouth on me
Don't you set your mouth on me
Don't you set your mouth and jump salty as the sea
Even though she was the one
Even so I'll overcome
Don't you set your mouth on me like I belonged

He learned to cook short order
Was a pour man in a bar
And a bubble dancer till his face got steamed
And I know that he was bugged
Dishing out those slops and slugs
He said that grease got all up in his dreams

A VFW from somewhere
With the 1000 yard stare
The VA kept him hanging on a line
His disability was pending
I'd get these scribes that he was sending
He'd be scraping by till the weather warmed this way
Scraping dixie till the weather warmed this way

He said he'd be scraping dixie
Maybe Carolina way
Looking for some cash to pass him through
Well what you gonna do
We all have to line the flue
But I'll fight until they put that tree suit on
I'll be fighting till they put that tree suit on