Letra American Wheeze de 16 Horsepower

I've grown tired, of the words of the single man
Hangin' lifeless on his every word -- oh, no man
You don't understand dear man
The little angel held out her hand
Sayin' father, father I love you
Oh, praise Jesus I got you

Ok, yeah, billygoat an we'll play farm
I didn't mean to spirit stiff you
Nor to do you no harm
You say you got a bone to pick, well
There's plenty showin' on me
Come on up, yeah, bring your temper boy
We'll see, we'll see
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Yeah, you may be the one, come on, son
Bring your blade and your gun
And if I die by your hand
I've gotta home in Gloryland