This is a song by Ween, from the album 12 Golden Country Greats
A little bit peppy and fast for a sad song. A little closer to typical "country" lyrics here, unusual for Ween. Sort of catchy.
like a japanese cowboy
or a brother on skates
like a blizzard in Georgia
or a train runnin' late
i call out your name girl
in the heat of the night
and nobody answers
'cause somethin' ain't right
This eventually takes its place as a love song, but in a sort of slow, backwoods way. I think I heard a banjo in there.
This song is © 1996 by Ween, Elektra Records.
Next song on this album: Piss Up A Rope