Mr. Gracie's Farm
Album: Rubies
By: Mandolin Avenue
By: Mandolin Avenue
Duration
4:44
Genres
Description
This song is a about a bad rich man in the South, who made his own laws
Lyrics
Mr. Gracie had a big house, he’d picked him a mess a them gold beans, Saved his money and his favors, buy his place in histry Fine women, kings, and aldermen, worshipped at Gracies hallowed farm They never told truth what happened, out behind Mr. Gracies Barn Rufus had a truck, he did haulin, had a mess a kids and pressin bills, Took a load of heaven to the Gracie place, make his rent and money for his kids, Loaded out his truck, and stacked it all inside, big ole party out at Gracie’s place When he went to get his pay, they sent him on his way, Rufus swore he’d own a piece of Gracie’s face. Rufus got drunk in Blanchard County, Settin at the bar and telling tales, Shirley listened to his woes, how he was gonna go, settle up with Mr. Gracie and get paid, Gonna stomp the ole man’s ass, he’s just rich white trash, Shirley knew she she could make a little green, You see she worked at that bar, it paid out her car, but real money came from Mr. Gracie’s hand Gracie told his boys, Hap and Billy, tell ole Rufus come out here We gonna get him paid, send him on his way, he won’t ever have to worry anymore Took him out behind the barn, tied up both his arms, and hung him from the fiery maple tree Never came to trial, Judge and Sheriff ride in style, thanks to Gracie’s generosity Bridge: Bake a pie, bake a cake, fill it with a lover Secret lives and dirty dreams, leaves you with no cover Bake a pie, bake a cake, I haven’t got a dollar Went to get a little taste, the devil is my brother Bake a pie, Bake a cake, bake a pie, bake a cake, Bake a pie, Bake a cake, bake a pie, bake a cake, Bake a pie, Bake a cake, bake a pie, bake a cake, Bake a pie, Bake a cake, bake a pie, bake a cake, It’s been twenty year since they hung ole Rufus, and Gracie died a tired old man, He never paid a fine, and lived his life on high, Rufus kids was orphaned on that day Shirley and the judge, they died in the flood, with tainted money, tryin to get away, From the burnin flame, Rufus chased them in their dreams, and Hap and Billy met the devil yesterday.
