Pretty Lavinia
Of the Six and Five Mile Inns
Work the lost parlors
In a Town of missing men
Carolina swamp juice
By the finger
As she lingers
Pretty, pretty, pretty Lavinia.
What goes in Lavinia’s grum?
One part kisses, thee part rum
Northern girl with a southern tongue
Pretty Lavinia.
Another body
Was combed from the Ashley bank
Tied with cattails
And stones until it sank
But Lavinia
Breezing corners
Past the mourners
Pretty, pretty, pretty Lavinia.
Gossip and needles
Where the chapel ladies meet
And pray for Lavinia
A sauntering down the street
Where’s Anne Coley?
What’s delayed her?
Who can say, sir?
Pretty, pretty, pretty Lavinia.
What goes in Lavinia’s grum?
One part kisses, thee part rum
Northern girl with a southern tongue
Pretty Lavinia.
What goes in Lavinia’s grum?
One part kisses, thee part rum
Northern girl with a southern tongue
Pretty Lavinia.
Mr. Peal Akin
Found in the penny fish carts
Split wide one
With salt upon his parts
There’s his top hat
There’s his waistcoat
Where’s the bank mote
Pretty, pretty, pretty Lavinia.
Samuel McGinty
Entered for a roof and bed
and a shot of red whiskey
Was poured a black triple instead
Stumbled room six
There and about
Never checked out
Pretty, pretty, pretty Lavinia.
What goes in Lavinia’s grum?
One part kisses, thee part rum
Northern girl with a southern tongue
Pretty Lavinia.
What goes in Lavinia’s grum?
One part kisses, thee part rum
Northern girl with a southern tongue
Pretty Lavinia.
