Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Creole Woman, artist - Toby Keith. Album song That Don't Make Me a Bad Guy, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 27.10.2008
Record label: Show Dog, Thirty Tigers
Song language: English
Creole Woman |
I stopped in Thibodeaux, Roadhouse in Louisian |
I wasn’t stayin’long, I was a wanted man |
The aire was thick with danger, I watched the vixens dance |
My six gun in my pocket, my pistol in my pants |
I let her walk up on me, she pinned me to the door |
She said she swore she knew me, we’d never met before |
She pressed up hard against me, I stared into her eyes |
She grabbed my face and kissed me, she had me hypnotized |
I’m runnin’down the road, can’t find the interstate |
It’s like I’m being followed and I can’t get away |
The snakes and alligators, they whisper in the wind |
I hear her calling to me, I turn around again |
Cry of a Creole woman |
Woke up the devil down in me She took me to her bedroom, smelled like a cheap hotel |
Never had a Cajun queen, I’m used to Southern belles |
But through the smoky billows of my tobacco leaves |
I watched her in the mirror as she was lovin’me |
What’s this you wicked woman, some kind of voodoo game? |
Hell I haven’t slept since Thursday, don’t even know your name |
This spell you got me under, got just one remedy |
Just like a poison potion, that goes down smooth and sweet |