Scat Cat Lyrics

Well, mama′s in the kitchen cookin' up a stew
Daddy′s in the holler and he's cookin' somethin′ too
Daddy makes the whiskey and mama says the prayers
I fly up and down the back roads, it′s a family affair

And I know the day is comin'
My luck will run its course
Gotta slow down with a woman
Or ride a faster horse
If a bullet doesn′t find me
They'll let me rot in jail
Scat cat, you got gravy on your tail

Now that old man′s hard on mama
But he's harder on his son
Mama always told me, "First chance that you get, boy, cut and run"
I got whiskey in the backseat
Mama, it′ll be alright
I got one more run I gotta make to Little Rock tonight

And I know the day is comin'
My luck will run its course
Gotta slow down with a woman
Or ride a faster horse
If a bullet doesn't find me
They′ll let me rot in jail
Scat cat, you got gravy on your tail

Now wrong ain′t always wicked
And the law ain't always right
Every young man has a breakin′ point
Every lawman has a price
I let that sheriff catch me
Yeah, I got a pistol too
I made him an offer that he could not refuse

We took that load of whiskey
We went to Little Rock
I left him handcuffed at the airport
Long-term parkin' lot

I knew the day was comin′
My luck would run its course
Never slowed down with a woman
Never found a faster horse
But a bullet didn't find me
I ain′t rottin' in no jail
Scat cat, you got gravy on your tail

Gravy
Scat cat