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Letra actual de la canción
I plugged 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six<br />And a black crow snuck through<br />A hole in the sky<br />So I spent all my buttons on an<br />Old pack mule<br />And I made me a ladder from<br />A pawn shop marimba<br />And I leaned it up against<br />A dandelion tree<br /><br />And I filled me a sachel<br />Full of old pig corn<br />And I beat me a billy<br />From an old french horn<br />And I kicked that mule<br />To the top of the tree<br />And I blew me a hole<br />'bout the size of a kickdrum<br />And I cut me a switch<br />From a long branch elbow<br /><br />Chorus<br />I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'<br />Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six<br />Whittle you into kindlin'<br />Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six<br /><br />Well I slept in the holler<br />Of a dry creek bed<br />And I tore out the buckets<br />From a red corvette, tore out the buckets from a red corvette<br />Lionel and dave and the butcher made three<br />You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree<br />With the strings of a washburn<br />Stretched like a clothes line<br />You know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole<br /><br />Repeat chorus<br /><br />Now I hold him prisoner<br />In a washburn jail<br />That stapped on the back<br />Of my old kick mule<br />Strapped it on the back of my old kick mule<br />I bang on the strings just<br />To drive him crazy<br />I strum it loud just to rattle his cage<br />Strum it loud just to rattle his cage<br /><br />Repeat chorus
Letra nueva de la canción
I plugged 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six<br />And a black crow snuck through<br />A hole in the sky<br />So I spent all my buttons on an<br />Old pack mule<br />And I made me a ladder from<br />A pawn shop marimba<br />And I leaned it up against<br />A dandelion tree<br /><br />And I filled me a sachel<br />Full of old pig corn<br />And I beat me a billy<br />From an old french horn<br />And I kicked that mule<br />To the top of the tree<br />And I blew me a hole<br />'bout the size of a kickdrum<br />And I cut me a switch<br />From a long branch elbow<br /><br />Chorus<br />I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'<br />Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six<br />Whittle you into kindlin'<br />Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six<br /><br />Well I slept in the holler<br />Of a dry creek bed<br />And I tore out the buckets<br />From a red corvette, tore out the buckets from a red corvette<br />Lionel and dave and the butcher made three<br />You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree<br />With the strings of a washburn<br />Stretched like a clothes line<br />You know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole<br /><br />Repeat chorus<br /><br />Now I hold him prisoner<br />In a washburn jail<br />That stapped on the back<br />Of my old kick mule<br />Strapped it on the back of my old kick mule<br />I bang on the strings just<br />To drive him crazy<br />I strum it loud just to rattle his cage<br />Strum it loud just to rattle his cage<br /><br />Repeat chorus
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