Irene (ravin' Bomb)

Primeira Parte Irene pulled in at midnight Lit on smoke and beer Proudly crawled to the porch and called your favorite child is here Ma asked where ya livin' And are ya livin' right within? She said with fire like a gospel choir, a saint immune to sin Refrão Old Irene Like a ravin bomb She's cuttin' every rug and killin' every jug she comes up on Old Irene Never lackin' charm Said I was feelin' good and in the neighborhood I mean no harm Segunda Parte Irene sat down for supper Pourin' visine into her eyes To see her tremblin' hand was to Understand some things you can't disguise Pa said not for nothin' But you don't seem to be quite well Irene read back with a smilin' crack how could you ever tell? Refrão Old Irene Like a ravin bomb She's cuttin' every rug and killin' every jug she comes up on Old Irene Don't believe in pain She said to live this life you need a half a pint to keep you sane Terceira Parte Irene said but I ain't happy Sometimes I wake up feelin' dead And if the sun should shine I close my blinds, pretend there's rain instead Took down all my mirrors I gave away all my rope and guns Drowned the darkest times with some rock gut wine, and my faithful mash reruns Refrão Old Irene Like a ravin bomb She's cuttin' every rug and killin' every jug that she comes up on Old Irene Said it's sad but true In spite of all it brings it's the only thing that gets me through You know it gets me through You know it gets me through You know it gets me through It gets me through ( )