Text: Uncle Jim. I Don't Understand.

My sister used to drink pickle juice straight out of the jar
I don't understand, She seemed to really like it
Then she'd grab an onion and take a bite
Just like it was an apple ripe
I don't understand, but then again, I never tried it

You just don't know what's gonna happen
Before the day is through
It might make you happy it might make you blue

On Saturdays we'd go to the lake
My daddy knew I couldn't swim
So he'd throw me in, I don't understand
As I paddled on back my brothers yelled
Look out there's a snake below
Huh? A snake? man I'm gettin' out of here

Even when we know what happened
And the whole day is through
We can only guess if it's good or bad,
This much is true

When the ice cream truck 'd come down the street
My grandma would give me a nickel
I never had the nerve to tell her it cost a dollar
One day I walked into her room
And she couldn't remember my name
Only yesterday, she was readin' me a book

No matter what we do today the sun is gonna shine
Even when it's rainin' it's up there all of the time

Later that night I was laughin' so hard
My daddy sent me out of the room
I don't understand, I don't understand,
The very next morning I was out in the yard
My sister gave me her pickle juice jar
Now that I could understand

Then it hit me, I realized it's okay not to know
Some day I'm going to get this
For now that's the way it goes

You tell 'em Roy, I know exactly what you mean.
I don't understand