On My Way to the Bay - Blitzen Trapper

On my way to the bay

For to get my pay

I got waylaid

By an engine braid

His shades were dark

And his car was parked

In a grove of apple trees

And it wouldn’t start

So I drew my gun

And I made a beam

On the snow-white girl

Sittin' in an apple tree

I said, «she is the one

Who is keeping you here

She’s a witch with an itch

So you’d better steer clear»

Well, that engine boy

He took one good look

Then he took my gun

And shot that witch in the foot

Yeah, she fell with a sigh

Through the grass, to the ground

But that’s all just a part

Of her plan, I have found

'Cause when we got up close

Well, she turned with a grin

With her eyes painted black

And her lips painted thin

She beckoned to me

But I said not a word

Then she scooped up that boy

Like a dog with a bird

Well, I shot her once more

Direct through the eye

But she shook it off quick

And she called me aside

She said, «you know how this works

I think better than most»

Then she kissed my mouth

And I wept like a ghost

On my way to the bay

For to get my pay

I came upon a girl

At an engine braid

I’d known her once

And it made me sad

For her magic had wandered

And her teeth had gone bad