Night of the King Snake 
There's a freight train on the Bad Lands
That carries my baby to me
Through the dark lands of Wyoming
Just rockin' my baby to sleep
There's an ill wind blowing
There's a thunder rumblin' down in the east
And there's a King Snake coiled up
In the arms of an old pine tree
The King Snake says to baby
"Don't you know that I'm a jealous man?
And I would never let you leave me
To wrangle alone in the sand
You were never meant for roses
You were meant to know the wisdom of the fang
Take these thirty silver kisses
And live with me in these bad lands"
And then the King Snake purrs
As he slithers up close to her breast
She feels a tug on her earlobes
And a tingle creepin' 'round in her neck
He says that you can make believe
That this is what the fates intend
As thirty silver kisses
Go slidin' down the back of her neck
On the Night of the King Snake
Time hangs in the seemy gloom
And I was hanging 'round the station
I was waitin' on the twelve-o-two
Well, the brakeman finally told me
"Don't you know that you been made a fool?
She love them thirty silver kisses
She don't love you"
Well, do you know what it means
To love a woman with the King Snake Blues?
You can love her like no other man
And lift her up when no one else would
Well, bang your head against the wall,
It really makes no difference what you do
She love them thirty silver kisses
She don't love you
She ain't comini' back to you