Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
[Verse 1]
Ah, my baby come walking, walkin' nice and slow
Like a Mo
My baby come, come nice and slow
Wear a good man out
Like a son of a bitch
Then they turn around and they smile at you, babe
Just like they didn't know you
[Verse 2]
They pump that bad blood in ya
Just like a fireman shootin' dogs
Fireman don't carry no guns, everybody knows that
They pump that bad
Just like a fireman shooting dogs
Keep low when the shooting starts
Um, um, huh
Guitar, comin' up
[Verse 3]
My baby, say you lonesome
I say you don't know what it means, nah nah
Just me and some of my friends
My baby, say you lonesome
I have a little drink and I say
Baby, you don't know what it means
That German mustard 'tween your jeans
German Mustard (A Clapalong) was written by Townes Van Zandt.
German Mustard (A Clapalong) was produced by Kevin Eggers & Jack Clement.