Sodom, South Georgia
Papa died smilingWide as the ring of a bellGone all star whiteSmall as a wish in a wellAnd Sodom, South GeorgiaWoke like a tree full of beesBuried in ChristmasBows and a blanket of weeds
Papa died Sunday and I understoodAll dead white boys say, "God is good"White tongues hang out, "God is good"
Papa died while myGirl Lady Edith was bornBoth heads fell likeEyes on a crack in the doorAnd Sodom, South GeorgiaSlept on an acre of bonesSlept through ChristmasSlept like a bucket of snow
Papa died Sunday and I understoodAll dead white boys say, "God is good"White tongues hang out, "God is good"