Mason Jar
Words by Douglas Heyes Jr.

MASON JAR

I’ve been down to New Orleans
You all know just what that means
Old French Quarter hurricane
Drinking in the drivin’ rain
Driving home before the Sun
Wake up with my little one
In the back seat of my car
Thank God I brought my Mason jar

I got me some moonshine rye
Delta dawn still makes me cry
Whiskey Gin and apple wine
Kerosene and turpentine
Tonight I won’t commit a crime
Tonight we will be feeling fine
Cuz you and I are making time
Right down by the Waterline

If you can make it down here
I can put you up
Got a mattress in the rusty bed
Of my old pickup truck
Come on pretty baby
Time to change your luck
Maybe we’ll go out tonight
And try to make a buck

Let me come and dress you up
Satin shoes and hair all up
Let your diamond shine so bright
Tell me that you’re mine tonight

Cupid’s arrow ran me through
The minute that I first saw you
There outside the  biker bar
Fireball and Mason Jar
You were only 17
Blue‐eyed Midwest beauty queen
High school football float parade
Baby girl, you had it made

That’s when I was comin’ round
When lights went off all over town
Long after the sun went down
Fast asleep in your nightgown
I’d climb up from down below
Come right in your back window
Lay beside you all night long
Listen to my sweet love song

Wasn’t long and you were gone
Daddy left; took you along
He never knew his right from wrong
Took you down before the dawn
Another morning delta blue
Here beside the Blue Bayou
Gazing at the Eastern Star
Drinkin’ from my Mason Jar

Thank God I brought my Mason Jar
In the back seat of my car
I still don’t know where you are
On the bottom of my Mason Jar
You must be down in there somewhere
Stardust shimmers everywhere
Wish you were here but you’re so far
I’m drowning in my Mason Jar
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