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Tytuł: Sour grain

  • Wykonawca: Humble Pie
  • Wy¶wietleń: 296

  
   Well Shakey Jack is 103
  Still strong as Hickory
  Swigs of mountain dew was his release
  I know his only fear was country vulgar cold and clear
  Throughout the day he'd booze and keep the peace
  He knows the best way to success
  Is a proud fierce woman and a jar of whiskey
  Someway however you can
  It's all right by me
  Well I'd stake my claim but my mule got lame
  How lucky can a poor boy be
  Don't you know that some bum
  Stole my pig pet
  Don't ask me how he gets in this fix
  But I'd sure like to play some licksy game
  'Cause I earn my pay and park it all on me
  There's my brown dog barking
  There's my landlord humming
  Soh! Yerr! Someway whatever you name
  Its all right by me
  Well I'd cut my corn
  But my leg got torn
  How lucky can a poor boy be
  Soh! Yerr! Someway whatever you name
  Its all right by me
  Well I'd cut my corn
  How lucky can a poor boy be