Sip Molasses

He put his hand in the hand of a woman
He threw his glove down upon the ground
He lost his snap when he circled back
And he never came, never came back around

She cracked that boy like she was whipping
She wore him low down upon her hip
He loved that woman for a living
Come sundown, she's gonna sink that ship

Sip boy, sip molasses
Sip molasses 'til your eyes do shine
Moon slung low, a hundred kisses
Sirenita and a spell divine

Some say they saw him keep on walking
Some say pretty drank him up but good
The parlor window's always left wide open
And only wind left where he once stood

Sip boy, sip molasses
Sip molasses 'til your eyes do shine
Moon slung low, a hundred kisses
Sirenita and a spell divine