Strawberries And Wild Honey

There's a full moon laughing in Huntsville
And it shines on Muscle Shoals, shines on Muscle Shoals
There's a bluesman an' his station wagon
Divine love out of control
She's a girl who's been to busy at Shoney's at the Interstate
Working nights to pay for college
Working days to pay the rent.

Never mind, they got some money
Notice how the Doves don't race
Strawberries an' wild honey
Might as well just play the ace.

There's no old town quite like Memphis
Then again maybe Birmingham, maybe Birmingham
Now the bluesman greets the morning
All is well, in guitar-land
He still can't quite stop from running
To police-up delinquent butts
It's been 40 years since basic training
But Ft. Benning never will rub off.

Never mind, they got some money
Notice how the Doves don't race
Strawberries an' wild honey
Might as well just play the ace.

I heat footsteps here in Texas
Where the whippoorwills glide, whippoorwills glide
It's the bluesman an' the fashion lady
Her guitars cased in cattle hides
Noe ol' blue on Sunday morning
Selling melons door to door
So his kids can go to Grambling
And his partner can keep his Ford.

Never mind, they got some money
Notice how the Doves don't race
Strawberries an' wild honey
Might as well just play the ace.