I know this Jasper girl whose name is Salome
Bear east on SixtyThree south of Aquacay
You're still in Texas but just a stone's throw away
'Cross the river lies Louisianiay
Whoaoh whorehouse moan
Love that fatback boiled in bone
Salty gravy seasoned with tears
Keep me happy for a hundred years
She got corn on the cob blackeyed peas and ham
Served with salty gravy for the kind of man I am
She got roast potato pheasant under glass
Moonshine in a Dixie cup knock you back on your ass
Salty salty gravy
Fatback boiled in bone
Salty salty gravy
Texas whorehouse moan
If you got an appetite she can't satisfy
Ain't her fault you couldn't not 'cause she didn't try
No dance of seven veils to feast your eyes upon
Get down and lose yourself come on baby come on
Whoaoh whorehouse moan
Give me fatback boiled in bone
Salty gravy seasoned with tears
Keep me happy for a hundred years
Last whorehouse in Texas damn near on the State line
I can't tell you how I wish Salome was mine
I'd marry that lady today move down to New Orleans
Spite of what people say
how she's too good for the likes of me
Whoaoh whorehouse moan
Give me fatback boiled in bone
Salty gravy seasoned with tears
Keep me happy for a hundred years
Each year on her birthday I send a big bouquet
Of red red red roses and a jug of fine tokay
Salty salty gravy maybe crepe suzette
Forty second of July a date I don't forget
Salty salty gravy
Fatback boiled in bone
Salty salty gravy
Texas whorehouse moan