Oh Susanna
Crooked down the road
(by Scott Chernoff/Suzie Ungerleider)


Well, I've got a carved arm and a black tooth,
crippled boot and a broken heart.
Stuck here in Smiley
Oh God, I'm so alone,
I will roam hobo, come crooked down the road.

I got an idiot eye and indian hips,
conhouse lips and a wino's smile.
Stuck out here in Youngstown killing myself slow,
So I'll hitch a rattletrap boat,
come crooked down the road.

I got a jacket of smoke and a charcoal lung,
dumb tongue and I'm down-at-the-heels, Joe.
Stuck in Stony Mountain don't know which way I'll go,
So I'll take the first morning coach,
come crooked down the road.


SOCAN, 1996; Copyright 1997
Stella Records.