Written by Mark Linkous
LYRICS
The roof is leaking rust
Disintegrates in dust
I shot a man on Sunday
I’m a fugitive on Monday
In, oh in
In the dry
The sheriff on my trail
To escort me to jail
With bloodhounds fat and unhealthy
I may be cornered but I’m wealthy
In, oh in
In the dry
In, oh in
In the dry
I rise to meet my rivals
They shoot me with their rifles
I’m lying by a pool
On a blanket moist and cool
In, oh in
In the dry
In, oh in
In the dry
In the dry
CREDITS
Mark Linkous: Voice, all instruments
PRODUCTION
Produced, recorded and mixed by Mark Linkous at Static King