Honeysuckle and Kudzo In the long summer hours after the cool evening showers we'll take a walk if you want to in the honeysuckle and kudzu There off the beaten pathway we'll find a place we can hide away They'll never know what we're up to down in the honeysuckle and kudzu Honeysuckle and kudzu wild and sweet as the morning dew I'll be waiting for you down in the honeysuckle and kudzu No one will see us in the moonlight as we creep home before the daylight time has a way of sneaking up on you down in that honeysuckle and kudzu Now my baby's feeling funny in the morning she said nature didn't give her any warning Her mama said now what did ya'll do down in that honeysuckle and kudzu Honeysuckle and kudzu wild and sweet as the morning dew I'll be waiting for you down in the honeysuckle and kudzu When we're old and settled down a lot of children playing on the ground We'll slip off when we have to to that honeysuckle and kudzu Honeysuckle and kudzu wild and sweet as the morning dew I'll be waiting for you down in the honeysuckle and kudzu © Bentgrass Music (ASCAP) Two Quarts Low by Richard Ford I gave two hundred dollars for this old truck To get me home it’s gonna test my luck It’s a Mopar mounted in a GMC Looks a little rough but that don’t bother me If it gets me home it won’t be slow But somethin’s leakin’, I’m two quarts low I worked all summer on an off-shore rig But the checks stopped coming cause the oil never did The promise to pay was falsified That’s how I learned about white collar crime Can you meet me halfway if the engine blows Cause somethin’s leakin’, I’m two quarts low Tried to patch it but it wouldn’t hold Will the truth work better that this fairy tale The truth is I just got out of jail The state ran out of money, good sense and room Now the warden’s sending me home to you It wasn’t a pardon No early parole Just somethin’s leakin’, they’re two quarts low Broke down down on the interstate Busted block and no license plate Sheriff clocked me doing one-o-five He said “Boy, you’re lucky to be alive” I said take my truck sir but let me go He popped the hood and said “I don’t think so Somethin’s leakin’ you’re two quarts low “You tried to patch it but it wouldn’t hold” My last two hundred dollars bought this old truck To get me home it’s gonna test my luck © Bentgrass Music (ASCAP)