Smoke 'Em all

Barrelhouse at midnight the piano moans
Like a runaway freight train
So far from home
Hammer down that turnaround and ball the wall
That mighty boy that mighty boy
He’d smoke 'em all

Left hand like thunder right hand of gold
Tough like chuvalo with Ray Charles soul
Line up all the rounders and watch them fall
That mighty boy that mighty boy
He’d smoke 'em all


I’m laughing on the inside
Cause I know the drill
Just let him up and set 'em up
For the kill
Ain’t no one like him north of the 48th
Ain’t no one like him in the 50 states

This ain’t no cautionary tale
Nobody got mad or went to jail
But you only live one time
So have a ball
That mighty boy that mighty boy
He’d smoke 'em all