Oh, my Palmyra
Sweeter than sugarcane
She took a Kentucky shower
In the pouring Tennessee rain
Long live Cherokee bloodline
Keeps her skin olive and tan
Oh, my Palmyra

Oh, my God
Tastes just like medicine
She's got a room with a balcony
At the Holiday Inn
She'll have you on up for the weekend
Fix you a Robert Roy
Oh, my Palmyra
Palmyra

Oh, my Palmyra

Palmyra
Palmyra
Palmyra
Palmyra
Palmyra
Palmyra
Oh, my Palmyra
Spelled out and perfectly tattooed
Was my name on teh back of her hand
Oh, my Palmyra
Palmyra
Palmyra

Palmyra
Palmyra