This Old Skin The Beautiful South

It was '96 in South Carolina
That's the place and not the god-damn year
Sitting on the porch out at Bobby's place
Just tugging on a lukewarm beer
And there I was peeping like an old sidewinder
Just an inch or so above the mud
The first to find out that its raining
Is the last to find out its a flood

It was Paradise Valley Nevada
Not far from where the west was won
I am the only black face in the whole damn place
Just a raisin in the blazing sun
And there I am like that old sidewinder
Just wishing that her eggs ain't hatched
And the chain I wear has 'em wishin for the day
When it came with a ball attached

So I'm gonna move, right outta this town
When this old skin stops weighing me down
He was sitting in the very same spot that Otis
Sat to watch the dock of the bay
In the very same spot, that the ships rolled in
Now there's nothing but the mud and the clay
I'm gonna move, right outta this town
When this old skin, is weighing me down
This old skin