Snakes in the Water
Album: Heart on the Road
By: The Fortytwo
By: The Fortytwo
Duration
3:59
Genres
Description
When Tom Bellinson, the bass player, was a child, Mabel was a big part of his life and his up-bringing. She taught him many things and she had a knack for telling great stories. This is her song.
Lyrics
Share cropper’s daughter rarely gets to play She’s seen many things we don’t see today Pickin cotton in the fields from dawn till dusk Fingers start to bleedin till the skin becomes a husk Chorus She’s a share cropper’s daughter Workin hard to make ends meet A share cropper’s daughter Hated snakes, especially in the water The snakes they set to breeding, filled the water with their mass Ain’t no room for the bluegill, perch or bass The farmers didn’t like it, they was really mad So they beat the water till the snakes went in a bag They filled more bags with snakes Till the water, it was clear Then they beat those bags of snakes That’s when Mable lost her fear Chorus Bridge Being a Louisiana share cropper isn’t easy work Everybody pitches in just to stay alive Being a kid on the farm, you rarely get to play It’s all a man can do to feed a family of five Despite the hardship, she grew up strong an able She got married and moved up to Detroit Her husband was a factory rat and she worked in the burbs Cleanin after white folks’ make enough to feed the birds Chorus (2x)
