Teppintine

04:09
Doug Spears
2005-10-15

Lyrics

Well from northwest Florida down the old Spanish trail, Men have been livin’ in a Teppintine hell, They been workin’, drawin’ that sap out of those pines, Singing good God almighty get me out of dis old teppintine. Work all day for a dollar or so, You spend twice what you got in that old company store, On credit, then they own you until you die, Well, good God almighty get me out of dis old teppintine. Got me a one room shack and a woman they owned, We got three kids, Lord we’re bound to have more, And I don’t know how I’m ever gonna keep those kids alive, Well, good God almighty get my kids out of dis old teppintine ‘Cause there ain’t no law to help a teppintine man, That old woods rider he’s got blood on his hands, Don’t you cross him, you’ll earn yourself a shallow grave up in the pines, Well, good God almighty that’s one way out of dis old teppintine. Now you don’t get into teppintine, You’re born in to it and you spend your time, Tryin’ to get out of this hell up in the Florida pines, Singin’ good God almighty get me out of dis old teppintine.