Jim Stafford

There was a lady in a window In the room across the way From the hotel i was staying in While on my holiday I couldn’t help but see everything ’cause i was peeping i confess Still after dinner every night She had the strangest guest She’d retire to her favorite chair And sit there…

An’ all of them watching you Stay off the track to hattie’s shack in the back of the black bayou Way up the road from hattie’s shack Lies a sleepy little okeechobee town Talk of swamp witch hattie lock you in when the sun go down Rumours of what she’d done, rumours of what she’d…

You can’t run away forever But there’s nothing wrong with Getting a good head start You wanna shut out the night You wanna shut down the sun You want to shut away The pieces of a broken heart Think of how we’ll lay down together We’d be listening to the radio So loud and so…