Jesse

Jesse

Jesse

Jesse

At the end of the cotton road

We all saw what was shooting on

Mmm

Mmm

Mmm

Mama's stripping off her dress

Laying down in the tall grass

Mmm

Mmm

Mmm

The window was low

Mama just wants to let go oh

Oh

It's okay

Put the gun down

It's alright

Put the bottle away

Jesse

Jesse

Jesse

It's okay

Put the gun down

It's alright

Put the bottle away

Jesse

Jesse

Jesse

We here an echo in the trees

As our mama whispers please

Mmm

Mmm

Mmm

A stranger's body closing in

Kisses mama's lips again

Mmm

Mmm

Mmm

The summer was slow

Mama just wants to keep on the down low oh

Oh

It's okay

Put the gun down

It's alright

Put the bottle away

Jesse

Jesse

Jesse

It's okay

Put the gun down

It's alright

Put the bottle away

Jesse

Jesse

Jesse

Lining us up just like dolls

With a gun in your hand

Mmm

Mmm

Mmm

But daddy if you knew the truth

We'd all think you'd understand

Mmm

Mmm

Mmm

We are

Dead on a field

Mama's white as a sheet

It's okay

Put the gun down

It's alright

Put the bottle away

Jesse

Jesse

Jesse

It's okay

Put the gun down

It's alright

Put the bottle away

Jesse

Jesse

Jesse

Jesse

Jesse

Jesse