Golden Rules

I'm packing my bags
I'm Tunica bound
Assassination threats won't get me down

I'm exhausted now
Too burnt to sleep
I'll be burnt tomorrow
Silver leaf
Na, na, na, na
Missus Bones
Goddamn leeches, golden rules [rose]

Stay still, move around a little bit

I combed her hair into a feathered sail
She carried me home in the sky and tied me to the rail
Double down on nine
Kiss the little Jimmy ring
When it passes by