Hot Nite in Dallas

I was born in a bass drum Brought up by a guitar My mama kept a house of hags And my daddy dressed in drag A hot nite in Dallas Feel the southern wind A hot nite in Dallas And the sheets stickin' to my skin Bodies laid in the gutter Dark roll the moon It shines through her gown As the woman's taking me down A hot nite in Dallas Feel the southern wind A hot nite in Dallas And the sheets stickin' to my skin Lay me in a pine box In a dark desolate place On a moonlit night Nail a board above my face A hot nite in Dallas Feel the southern wind A hot nite in Dallas And the sheets stickin' to my skin --- Hot Nite in Dallas - Moon Martin