Karaoké Banded Clovis Tyler Childers

Tina Nolan had a man with a good place for siftin'

He invited me diggin' so I picked up my screen

And a shovel to dig and a jar of shine

Traded me fair for a bottle of wine

His brother's Barnes mountain wine

We trudged through the snow straight up the hillside

Took a ridge for a while then we slowly went down

To an overhang hid from the ridgeline

We bent o'er our handles and we bit in the ground

The dark and bloody ground

Was a bitch to break ground but the wine kept us goin'

The moonshine was flowin' and keepin' us warm

'Cos you can't hold a girl with a fistful of shovel

Gotta find your fire in the company of corn

We dug for a while then it all turned to ashes

Found a bunch of broke flint and a few bits of bone

Then I heard Jesse yell o'er the pile he was siftin'

Shook the hills like the angels were callin' us home

Jesse

Zachary come home

It was banded as hell

It was fluted and clovis

It was hot as the pistol

I kept on my side

I was fiendin' so fierce

I was broke ass and busted

I pulled out my pistol and I took Jesse's life

A clovis like that is a hard point to find

Makes pills swift to come by with a good chunk of change

Left over for burn on whatever meanness

Whatever woman is comin' my way

Darlin' come my way

I sit in this cell for the banded clovis

I stole off of Nolan when I killed him that day

I reckon the chase of the pills and the powder

Corn liquor and woman are the culprits to blame