summer in savannah slows the jackrabbit down but i m in your car driving to town mama s missin finger had a mind of its own the dog that we lost keeps comin home mama had a place there hangin around the soda machine the birds don t move a love of trees poundin on the table papa said i would learn you take what you get and you get what you earn then he said you reap just what you sow so i m gonna to take my white house paint it gold summer in savannah where the breeze never blows but you laid on my lap wearin my clothes mama told me lately she was prayin for you so don t hate me just because you re the best i can do another no neck cursin at a color tv the gas light swirls the june bug weaves starin at the ceilin about the trouble to save find it s all such a drag but don t get carried away someone said you reap just what you sow so i m gonna to take my white house paint it gold summer in savannah takes a measure of faith now under the bed you re kissin my face when mama told the cop that i was born in a call she meant in the shade free from the law now i m a slack jaw leanin on a newspaper stand papa bought a bullet about as big as my hand we trapped a little hornet in a teacup for fun we cut off his head but still got stung  i think that jesus said you reap just what you sow so i m gonna to take my white house paint it gold