Shawn Mullins - Ballad of Billy Jo McKay Lyrics

My name's Billy Jo McKay
I just turned 16 yesterday
I'm gonna get the nerve one day to get outta here
My ma passed on 3 years ago, they said it was cancer and it took her slow
And ever since then I've been sayin' no to my daddy and my tears
Now when you come down our road
You gotta watch the bump right there across from the garbage dump
You can find me out back
Jumpin' on the trampoline
And in the springtime
We'll be skippin' scholl
We sneak off to the Cantrell's swimming pool
Man, you can't get much cooler than me and my friend Darlene
Now my grandaddy's hands are worn from 50 years of growin' corn
Back behind the house where I was born before he had to sell
And my cousin Eddie,
He got shot in the Walmart parkin' lot
Yeah this little town's changed a lot,
He said it hurt like hell
My name's Billy Jo McKay
It's a hot Mississippi summer Saturday
Daddy's on the front porch with Uncle Dave drinkin' dixie beer
16 years of being bored
My window's open, forget the door
Hope there's some gas in the
Old man's ford cause I'm outta here
I'm outta here, I'm outta here
Maybe I'll go down to biloxi
Or maybe to new orleans
Or maybe hotlanta

My name's Billy Jo McKay
I just turned 16 yesterday
I'm gonna get the nerve one day to get outta here
My ma passed on 3 years ago, they said it was cancer and it took her slow
And ever since then I've been sayin' no to my daddy and my tears
Now when you come down our road
You gotta watch the bump right there across from the garbage dump
You can find me out back
Jumpin' on the trampoline
And in the springtime
We'll be skippin' scholl
We sneak off to the Cantrell's swimming pool
Man, you can't get much cooler than me and my friend Darlene
Now my grandaddy's hands are worn from 50 years of growin' corn
Back behind the house where I was born before he had to sell
And my cousin Eddie,
He got shot in the Walmart parkin' lot
Yeah this little town's changed a lot,
He said it hurt like hell
My name's Billy Jo McKay
It's a hot Mississippi summer Saturday
Daddy's on the front porch with Uncle Dave drinkin' dixie beer
16 years of being bored
My window's open, forget the door
Hope there's some gas in the
Old man's ford cause I'm outta here
I'm outta here, I'm outta here
Maybe I'll go down to biloxi
Or maybe to new orleans
Or maybe hotlanta