Rattlesnakes (Through the Cotton)

I'm drawing two lines
On a cheap motel mirror
Watching my free HBO
Swerving my way
From Fort Worth to Houston
Missing a woman
I don't even know
Well Little boy blue
Had a rig and a spoon
And a paycheck that went straight to his arm
He lost his way
On the highway they say
He was near to the devil
So far from the phone
May the moon shine bright
On your eyes tonight
And the old times be not forgotten
And I will crawl my way to you
Like Rattlesnakes Through the Cotton
Well, the cigarette drops
On the orange shag carpet
Lit like midnight on a Chinese new year
And he caught one last breath
In the heat of the moment
Through the smoke ash and cinder
Is
May the moon shine bright
On your eyes tonight
And the old times be not forgotten
And I will crawl my way to you
Like Rattlesnakes Through the Cotton