Crackle & Drag (Alternative Version)

Whats the matter here? You'll never repair The lady's cursed with insight You'll never fix her With a cold stare She's all broken inside Her limbs clung to the ground She closed the window And made a pillow And laid her head down And as her babies slept she took a long deep breath Now they're zipping her up in a bag Can you hear her blacks crackle and drag? And the Cadillac's waiting to take her away Can you hear her blacks crackle and drag? Another head cold Another spirit old In February Her hair was dirty And she was thirty In 1963 And while her babies slept she took a long deep breath Now they're zipping her up in a bag Can you hear her blacks crackle and drag? The Cadillac's waiting to take her away Can you hear her blacks crackle and drag? And drag And drag And drag And drag And drag And drag She made a good go For a weeping willow She stuffed some rags on the floor She closed the window She made a pillow On the oven door And took a long deep breath While her babies slept Now they're zipping her up in a bag Can you hear her blacks crackle and drag? And the Cadillac's waiting to take her away Can you hear her blacks crackle and drag? Zipping her up in a bag Can you hear her blacks crackle and drag? The Cadillac's waiting to take her away Can you hear her blacks crackle and drag? Hear her blacks crackle and drag? Yeah