The Black Crowes

Well there's a ruckus on the levee
Unruly crowd on the courthouse steps
And if I make it to Sunday
I'm sho'nuff going to ask the good lord for help
With a mouthful of salt, I tried to explain
If money was sand, I couldn't hold one grain
Feel like a thief that knows he's been framed
For leaving the watch but stealing the chain
Good morning captain
I wish there was another way
But my baby is wantin'
Me to roll around in her bed all day
Well the late night's got me reeling
Spilling out the bottle right into the next day
Got a funny little feeling
Gonna be like this until my dying day
There's mud in my eye but I can still see
Everybody in town is trying to murder me