[Verse 1]
Well I drink whiskey and she drinks wine
Well mine's aged in a barrel, hers grows on a vine
And I'm just a picker of sweet dixie flowers
So I don't care to climb your hair up into a tower

[Chorus]
And all my kerosene
Replaced my blood [and burn for me?]
And if you wanna leave
Oh, big mama, go to hell in jubilee

[Verse 2]
Now she's got some money, but she spends mine
It comes from the railroad, yeah I work on the line
If I'm walking the [hill?] then she's on the island
If I'm playing broke-down country music, she sits in silence

[Chorus]
And all my kerosene
Replaced my blood [and burn for me?]
And if you wanna leave
Oh, big mama, go to hell in jubilee
Oh, big mama, go to hell in jubilee