Moldy Peaches

Part 1.

Oh,

It’s moldy peaches,

In the barn.

 

It’s moldy peaches,

On the counter.

 

I ain’t gonna get any free ones,

For my baby and me.

 

It’s always

Black and blue,

Nothing’s ever really new.

 

Bad taste in my mouth

Ain’t gonna leave

‘Cause it ain’t known to give any such reprieve.

 

It ain’t gonna be smooth on this road down my throat

It’s too heavy

And she doesn’t know how to forgive it now.

 

Oh oh,

 

It’s moldy peaches now

Never to leave

Never to give a spell.

 

It’s moldy peaches,

Down my throat.

 

It’s moldy peaches,

On the ground.

 

Oh,

 

And moldy peaches are the only ones I ever found.

 

This parasite ain’t gonna go,

It ain’t gonna leave my baby and me.

 

Slightly bitter,

In my mouth,

When she looked at me in our barn.

 

Oh oh,

 

It’s moldy peaches,

In my eyes.

 

It’s moldy peaches,

Never gonna be a surprise.

 

It’s as fluid

As the tears rollin’ outta my eyes.

 

It ain’t gonna change a thing

At the market

I’m poisoned now.

 

It’s moldy peaches,

Beaten on.

 

It’s moldy peaches,

Clear and blue.

 

It’s moldy peaches,

Hurtin’ me too.

 

Down she goes

With the black and the blue.

 

Hope she knows

I don’t like it

With this parasitism.

 

I don’t wanna

Be visited

By this ghostly parasite.

 

Oh oh,

 

It’s moldy peaches,

In the barn.

 

It’s moldy peaches,

In my memories.

 

It’s moldy peaches,

Now and forever.

 

Oh, it’s now and forever

Those moldy peaches

In everywhere I look

In any love I took

It’s black and blue.