Marilyn Rucker

Lyrics

Bless your heart
Darlin bless your heart
It’s clear you very recently
Tumbled off the turnip cart
But I’m way too polite to say that
I was raised with this Southern Art:
I say “bless your heart”
Oh honey bless your heart.

Just now when you dragged your chip
Through that communal bean dip
You didn’t wash your hands
After your big sneezing fit.
But the germs that you can’t see
Don’t exist for you, do they honey?
And it’s your god given right not to
Use soap instead of spit

Bless your heart
Oh honey bless your heart
You’re a few sprinkles short
Of a functional Pop Tart.
But I’m way too polite to say that
I was raised with this Southern Art
I say “bless your heart”
Oh honey bless your heart.

So you never vote
Cause what difference will your vote make?
But you’re mad as hell
At the way the world is run.
But staying informed or involved
Is too much for you to take
So instead you complain
How nothing ever seems to get done.


So bless your heart
Oh honey bless your heart
It’s clear that you’re really not very smart
But I’m way too polite to say that
Cause I was raised with this Southern Art
I say “bless your heart”
Oh honey “bless your heart.”


And you wonder
Why the summer’s
Gettin longer and drier and hotter
But you say you just can’t believe in climate change
So you won’t support
Cutting down on carbon pollution
And if everyone acts like you
Hopes out of range.

Bless your heart
Oh honey bless your heart
You’re dumber than a bag of hair
Or a cockroach fart
But I’m way too polite to say that
I was raised with this Southern Art
I say “bless your heart”
Oh honey “bless your heart.”