Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Popcorn Box, artist - Edwin Mccain. Album song The Austin Sessions, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 02.02.2003
Record label: Working Nomad
Song language: English
Popcorn Box |
«There's a black girl singin' in the morning before church |
cause she wants things just right |
There’s a white boy holdin' his head |
cause he stayed out too late last night |
At the same time Mamma’s yellin' |
move your asses or I’ll leave you behind |
The god lord don’t wait for sinners all day |
especially sinners of your kind. |
CHORUS: |
The old days |
The old ways of the drive-in picture show. |
It’s a fact, if it was opened baby, you and me, we’d surely go. |
The picture rolls by, soundtrack low, but we don’t see a thing. |
Feel around in the middle of your popcorn box, |
at the bottom is a diamond ring. |
(yes) |
I love you, could you, hold me tight, |
like we’re pretending it ain’t about black or white. |
Sun burns hot early in the morning |
small town, best hush my mouth. |
We’ve all got closets that we live in. |
Down at Baker’s house |
the right fun with the wrong one |
that’s things we don’t talk about. |
Hell always seems to rise to the surface |
on that you can count. |
CHORUS: |
The old days |
The old ways of the drive-in picture show |
It’s a fact, if it was opened baby, you and me, we’d surely go |
the picture rolls by, soundtrack low, but we don’t see a thing. |
Feel around in the middle of your popcorn box, |
at the bottom is a diamond ring. |
(yes) |
I love you, could you, hold me tight, |
like we’re pretending it ain’t about black or white. |
Young man makes a young man’s stand, |
tries to stand up tall. |
Old man from the same clan |
bangs his head against the wall. |
Life’s rough, it just get’s tougher |
but that ain’t no thing, it’s always one thing |
or another, let me tell you brother… |
Shut your mouth boy and sing. |
CHORUS: |
The old days |
The old ways of the drive-in picture show |
It’s a fact, if it was opened baby, you and me, we’d surely go |
the picture rolls by, soundtrack low, but we don’t see a thing. |
Feel around in the middle of your popcorn box, |
at the bottom is a diamond ring. |
(yes) |
I love you, could you, hold me tight, |
like we’re pretending it ain’t about black or white. |
I love you, could you, hold me tight, |
like we’re pretending it ain’t about black or white." |