song Squeeze Box - Mark Wills. I'm slippin' into Slidell, the boys and me. Take a left at the Texaco, gonna see Sweet Marie. She plays down at Jim beaux's Gumbo and Washtub. In calico and bare
. The tears go un-cried In the box, doin' time, now that I'm grown. Abandoned childhood toys. But still what danger have I retained?. To *** the brass ring And go in for the kill and covet the goods
Box!. Box!. Box!. The box!. . Yesterday. When I was just a boy. In days of youthful hero worship. My kind have been molded by images on the screen. Brought up to emulate the big. Guns
I been workin' up my never and I can hardly. Tonight when she asks for request. I'll stand up and say I wanna be your squeeze box. Always at your fingertips. I wanna be your blues harp. A little