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It's not very far from sulfur to sugar cane
<noinclude>{{Lyrics for|Sulphur To Sugarcane}}</noinclude>
 
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane<br>
Everywhere I travel pretty girls call my name
Everywhere I travel the pretty girls call my name<br>
 
I give them a squeeze and they shoot me a wink<br>
I give them a squeeze and they shoot me a wink
I buy their hard-headed husbands a long cool drink<br>
 
You better come up smelling sweet 'cos you're a long time stinking<br>
I buy their hard-headed husbands a long cool drink
It's a little too late to complain<br>
 
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane<br>
You better come up smelling sweet 'cos you're a long time stinking
<br>
 
Now if you catch my eye and you find that it runs down your leg<br>
It's a little too late to complain
It's like striking a match pretty hard upon a powder keg<br>
 
They tell you from the borders to the waters of the gulf<br>
It's not very far from sulfur to sugar cane
If you take all the sugar you will end up in the sulphur<br>
 
And you're burning<br>
 
Hello baby I'm pleased to meet you<br>
 
I wouldn't do you wrong, honey<br>
Now if you catch my eye and it seems to run down your leg
I wouldn't cheat you, honey<br>
 
When can I see you again?<br>
It's like striking a match pretty hard upon a powder keg
Wrap you up in cellophane<br>
 
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane<br>
They tell you from the borders to the waters of the gulf
<br>
 
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane<br>
If you take all the sugar you will end up in the sulfur
When your eyes fill up with brine<br>
 
'Cause you're drowning in wine<br>
And you're burning
It's like the last days of Rome<br>
 
With the despots and divine<br>
Hello baby I'm pleased to meet ya
And there's no place like home for a little doll from China<br>
 
It's a little too late to complain<br>
I wouldn't do you wrong, honey
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane<br>
 
<br>
I wouldn't cheat ya, honey
You can go west to Texas<br>
 
Go east to Mississippi<br>
When can I see you again?
You can run out of money<br>
 
You can run out of pity<br>
Wrap you up in cellophane
Throw open your purse until you're crying for mercy<br>
 
Go to Alabama<br>
It's not very far from sulfur to sugar cane
Escape Louisiana<br>
 
I'm digging like a miner North and South Carolina<br>
It's not very far from sulfur to sugar cane
And then if you continue you will end up in Virginia<br>
 
<br>
 
The women in Poughkeepsie<br>
 
Take their clothes off when they're tipsy<br>
Then your eyes fill up with brine
But in Albany, New York<br>
 
They love the filthy way I talk<br>
When you're drowning in wine
Until they gargle with the finest champagne<br>
 
They can't get the grape and the grain<br>
It's like the last days of Rome
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane<br>
 
<br>
With the despots and divine
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane<br>
 
If I could find a piano<br>
And there's no place like home for a little doll from China
Here in Bloomington, Indiana<br>
 
I would play it with my toes<br>
It's a little too late to complain
Until the girls all take their clothes off<br>
 
The women knock upon my door in odd and even numbers<br>
It's not very far from sulfur to sugar cane
But none of them as wild as I've discovered in Columbus<br>
 
I gave up married women 'cause I heard it was a sin<br>
 
But now I'm back in Pittsburgh, I might take it up again<br>
 
Because they gargle with the finest champagne<br>
You can go west to Texas
They can't get the grape and the grain<br>
 
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane<br>
Go east to Mississippi
<br>
 
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane<br>
You can run out of money
Up in Syracuse<br>
 
I was falsely accused<br>
You can run out of pity
But I'm not here to hurt you<br>
 
I'm here to steal your virtue<br>
Throw open your purse until you're crying for mercy
Down in Bridgeport<br>
 
The women will kill you for sport<br>
Go to Alabama
But in Worcester, Massachusetts<br>
 
They love my sauce<br>
Escape Louisiana
<br>
 
The women in Poughkeepsie<br>
I'm digging like a miner North and South Carolina
Take their clothes off when they're tipsy<br>
 
But I hear in Ypsilanti<br>
And then if you continue you will end up in Virginia
They don't wear any panties<br>
 
Once they gargle with the finest champagne<br>
 
They hitch up their skirts and exclaim<br>
 
It's not very far, sugar<br>
''(lyrics sung [[Concert 2007-09-29 Kingston|2007-09-29]] in Kingston, Rhode Island:)''
It's not very far, sugar<br>
 
Pour a little sugar on me, sugar<br>
I said rape or water torture
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane<br>
 
All the way through Georgia
 
I tried to shake the hand
 
Of everyone in every land
 
And even if they shoot us
 
Down there in Massachusetts
 
I'm singing and I'm smiling
 
Right here in Rhode Island
 
 
 
''(lyrics sung [[Concert 2007-09-30 Bridgeport|2007-09-30]] in Bridgeport, Connecticut:)''
 
Even though they tried to shoot us
 
On the way from Massachusetts
 
I heard the women will kill you for sport
 
Right here in Bridgeport
 
 
 
''(lyrics sung [[Concert 2007-10-02 Worcester|2007-10-02]] in Worcester, Massachusetts:)''
 
The women in Bridgeport
 
Will kill you for sport
 
But in Worcester, Massachusetts
 
They love my sauce
 
 
 
''(lyrics sung [[Concert 2007-10-04 Portland|2007-10-04]] in Portland, Maine:)''
 
The women in Bridgeport
 
Will kill you for sport
 
But in Portland, Maine
 
I hear they got no shame
 
 
 
''(lyrics sung [[Concert 2007-10-05 Manchester|2007-10-05]] in Manchester, New Hampshire:)''
 
I heard the women in New Hampshire
 
They love adventure
 
They look quite fancy
 
But they don't wear no pants
 
 
 
''(lyrics sung [[Concert 2007-10-06 Albany|2007-10-06]] in Albany, New York & [[Concert 2007-10-09 Rochester|2007-10-09]] in Rochester, New York:)''
 
The women in Poughkeepsie
 
Take their clothes off when they're tipsy
 
But in [Albany/Rochester], New York
 
They love the filthy way of talk
 
 
 
''(lyrics sung [[Concert 2007-10-08 Syracuse|2007-10-08]] in Syracuse, New York:)''
 
Here in Syracuse
 
I might get falsely accused
 
I'm not here to hurt you
 
I'm here to steal your virtue
 
 
 
''(lyrics sung [[Concert 2007-10-12 Ypsilanti|2007-10-12]] in Ypsilanti, Michigan:)''
 
The women in Poughkeepsie
 
Take their clothes off when they're tipsy
 
But I hear in Ypsilanti
 
They don't wear any panties
 
 
 
''(lyrics sung [[Concert 2007-10-16 Dayton|2007-10-16]] in Dayton, Ohio:)''
 
The women in Poughkeepsie
 
Take their clothes off when they're tipsy
 
But the girls in Dayton, Ohio
 
Say that's something I'd like to try
 
 
 
''(lyrics sung [[Concert 2007-10-19 Bloomington, Indiana|2007-10-19]] in Bloomington, Indiana:)''
 
But if I could find a piano
 
Here in Bloomington, Indiana
 
I would play it with my toes
 
Until the girls took off their clothes
 
 
 
''(lyrics sung [[Concert 2007-10-20 Bloomington, Illinois|2007-10-20]] in Bloomington, Illinois:)''
 
There's a woman in El Paso
 
That I'd dearly love to lasso
 
But in Bloomington and Normal
 
The girls are far more formal
 
 
 
''(lyrics sung [[Concert 2007-10-22 St. Louis|2007-10-22]] in St. Louis, Missouri:)''
 
The women in Poughkeepsie
 
Take their clothes off when they're tipsy
 
I hear there are one or two
 
Who do the same here in St. Louis
 
 
 
''(lyrics sung [[Concert 2007-10-24 Iowa City|2007-10-24]] in Iowa City, Iowa:)''
 
The women in these places
 
Are too sober and too straitlaced
 
But the girls in Iowa City
 
Form a welcoming committee
 
 
 
''(lyrics sung [[Concert 2007-10-26 Omaha|2007-10-26]] in Omaha, Nebraska:)''
 
Where the women are either wild or chilly as Alaska
 
But none of them as hot as the girls here in Nebraska
 
 
 
''(lyrics sung [[Concert 2007-10-27 Chicago|2007-10-27]], [[Concert 2007-10-28 Chicago|2007-10-28]] & [[Concert 2007-10-29 Chicago|2007-10-29]] in Chicago, Illinois:)''
 
The women in these places say I'd never go that far
 
But that's not what I hear about the girls here in Chicago
 
 
 
Where they gargle with the finest champagne
 
They tear off their clothes and exclaim *
 
It's not very far, sugar
 
It's not very far, sugar
 
Pour a little sugar on me, sugar
 
It's not very far from sulfur to sugar cane
 
 
 
''(* alternate line in early performances:)''
 
They can't get the grape and the grain

Latest revision as of 21:54, 2 May 2009

lyrics for
Sulphur To Sugarcane

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane
Everywhere I travel the pretty girls call my name
I give them a squeeze and they shoot me a wink
I buy their hard-headed husbands a long cool drink
You better come up smelling sweet 'cos you're a long time stinking
It's a little too late to complain
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane

Now if you catch my eye and you find that it runs down your leg
It's like striking a match pretty hard upon a powder keg
They tell you from the borders to the waters of the gulf
If you take all the sugar you will end up in the sulphur
And you're burning
Hello baby I'm pleased to meet you
I wouldn't do you wrong, honey
I wouldn't cheat you, honey
When can I see you again?
Wrap you up in cellophane
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane
When your eyes fill up with brine
'Cause you're drowning in wine
It's like the last days of Rome
With the despots and divine
And there's no place like home for a little doll from China
It's a little too late to complain
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane

You can go west to Texas
Go east to Mississippi
You can run out of money
You can run out of pity
Throw open your purse until you're crying for mercy
Go to Alabama
Escape Louisiana
I'm digging like a miner North and South Carolina
And then if you continue you will end up in Virginia

The women in Poughkeepsie
Take their clothes off when they're tipsy
But in Albany, New York
They love the filthy way I talk
Until they gargle with the finest champagne
They can't get the grape and the grain
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane
If I could find a piano
Here in Bloomington, Indiana
I would play it with my toes
Until the girls all take their clothes off
The women knock upon my door in odd and even numbers
But none of them as wild as I've discovered in Columbus
I gave up married women 'cause I heard it was a sin
But now I'm back in Pittsburgh, I might take it up again
Because they gargle with the finest champagne
They can't get the grape and the grain
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane
Up in Syracuse
I was falsely accused
But I'm not here to hurt you
I'm here to steal your virtue
Down in Bridgeport
The women will kill you for sport
But in Worcester, Massachusetts
They love my sauce

The women in Poughkeepsie
Take their clothes off when they're tipsy
But I hear in Ypsilanti
They don't wear any panties
Once they gargle with the finest champagne
They hitch up their skirts and exclaim
It's not very far, sugar
It's not very far, sugar
Pour a little sugar on me, sugar
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane

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