Template:Sulphur To Sugarcane

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It's not very far from sulfur to sugar cane

Everywhere I travel 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 sulfur to sugar cane


Now if you catch my eye and it seems to run down your leg

It's like striking a match pretty hard along 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 sulfur

And you're burning

Hello baby I'm pleased to meet ya

I wouldn't do you wrong

I wouldn't cheat ya, honey

When can I see you again?

Wrap you up in cellophane

It's not very far from sulfur to sugar cane

It's not very far from sulfur to sugar cane


Then your eyes fill up with brine

'Cos your 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

Its a little too late to complain

It's not very far from sulfur to sugar cane


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


(verse sung 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


(verse sung 2007-10-06 in Albany, New York:)

The women in Poughkeepsie

Take their clothes off when they're tipsy

But in Albany, New York

They love the filthy way of talking


'Til they get a load of fine Champagne

But they can't get the grape and the grain

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