Lyrics

We pick and pack a knapsack
Full of staghorn sumac
Silver underbellies show
As leaves in the wind blow

So we make a little picnic stop
In the red clover cover crop
As sun beat our bones down
Buzzard drones wing around

Red August, it's hottest
The pale blue chicory's all gone withery
Red August, its hottest came
And blasted the grass
That grew so fast

How does she walk on the side of this road
Where there's no shoulder there to hold her?
It's so hot and dry on this road
Find your water, zombie daughter
Drivers flying blind on this road
Head for the ditches, scare up some witches
Green as it's gonna get
Summer isn't over yet

We make a little gang of three
As she tumbles in our cuppa tea
We leave behind the fallow field
For berries that the brambles yield

Middle summer in the south
These berries ripen/ripe in ev'ry mouth
So kissin' leaves a bloody stain
Burnin' August in the brain

Red August, it's hottest
The pale blue chicory's all gone withery
Red August, its hottest came
And blasted the grass
That grew so fast