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the pine box boys - mama had a third arm / that boy is trouble, pt. 1 lyrics

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mama had a third arm

[verse 1]
mama had a third arm
she had to alter all her dresses
so she could look her best
and this added to her charm
and though she looked a little queer
she always had a suitor
to take her on the town
and the other gals would sneer

[chorus]
but it never got her down
you know, i never saw my mama frown
she could take it on the chin
stick it right back out again
but she’d sigh, and say “no one will ever marry me.”
so we moved away to santa fe
and there we’d try
one more time, yet again

[verse 2]
and so we bought some bees
but they never made no honey
and they would only sting us
so this brought her to her knees
then a man we never know
he made her sign a contract
and put her on the midway
and they took her on the road

[chorus]
but she would write me every day
even if she had naught to say
postmarked from anywhere
she’d send her love and a christian prayer
i’d sigh, and wonder if she’d ever come back to me
to our home in santa fe
and hold me in her arms
one more time, and pet my hair

[verse 3]
and then her letters never came
and so i lingered by the mailbox
and beat up all the postmen
and they i thought i was insane
and many months went by
i resolved to find her
and even if i couldn’t
well, i knew i had to try

[chorus]
and so i searched for years
a million towns and a million tears
and then there came the day
someone said she had been that way
the lady with the third arm, they said someone had done her harm
and now she’s buried on the hill
and there she slumbers still
but there’s no stone and there’s no name

[bridge]
they said that she had met a man
he was the answer to her prayer
and he had come to save her
when he asked her
for her hand (any one of the three will do.)
but he was a little weird
and he left her at the courthouse
on their wedding day
for the lady
for the lady with the beard
(and that’s not even the sad part)

[chorus]
and so my mama took her life
three hands to clutch the knife
and they buried her in the ground
at the place where the corpse was found
and now there grows a tree three branches give shade to me
i made a vow and a promise there
that i’d get a gun
and say my prayers, and find that man

that boy is trouble, pt. 1

[verse 1]
yonder comes that little fellar, i know you want to ask:
what’s he got that pistol for and dragging along that casket?
and what’s he gonna do with that crow locked in that cage?
and how’s a boy so short on years get filled so much with rage?
and where’s that boy comin’ from, and why’s he comin’ here?
some other questions come to mind but this one thing is clear:

[chorus]
that boy is trouble (you ain’t kidding…) (lord, lord, lord…)
that boy is trouble (you ain’t kidding…) (lord, lord, lord…)
lord!

[verse 2]
he come out here from santa fe, according to that song
and he’s looking for his mama and the man that done her wrong
you see, years of desperation now distilled into a rage
and at night you see him talking to that crow locked in that cage
and that coffin that he’s dragging, he sleeps in of at night
when he finds his mama’s grave he’s gonna see she’s buried right

[chorus]
that boy is trouble (you ain’t kidding…) (lord…)
that boy is trouble (you ain’t kidding…) (lord, lord…)

- the pine box boys lyrics

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