One Arm Steve Lyrics - Widespread Panic

Well, One-Arm Steve, yeah he threw me out the door 

Said come back sometime when your picture's on the wall 

Hey now, you got to get on out, got no time to field your problems 

God damn, the repo man, been knocking on the door 

Said sonny won't you walk this line, and put your hands up on the car 

Well, he may not be a talker, but he always knows what's going on 

So Sister Ann, she sat my ass up on the table 

Said sit still son, 'cause this won't hurt a bit 

Hey, now she's got a wonder drug for this deaf, dumb, and blind man 

Took me to the hospital, some nurse rolled up my sleeve 

Hey Annie, break my walking stick, and work a miracle on me 

She may not be the doctor, but she always knows what's going on 

Well Say Hey Willy Mays, what's in your suitcase full of wonders 

Big city doctor fix me up and make me right 

He said poppin' the devil's pills, will take you straight to hell, boy 

God damn, the reaper man, he just walked through the door 

He said sonny won't you step outside and we can settle on your soul 

Willie Mays is not a toker, but he always knows what's going on 

Yeah, he may not be a toker, but he always knows what's going on