Hangman Jury (Album Ver.)

Me old my lady sittin' in the shade Talkin' about the money that I ain't made Singin' o boy dontcha line the Track a lack a O boy dontcha line the track O boy dontcha line the track a lack a O boy dontcha line the track If I could I surely would Stand on the rock that Moses stood singin' o boy dontcha line the track a lack a O boy dontcha line the track O boy dontcha line the track a lack a O boy dontcha line the track Drank so much hooch It made my eyes be gettin' blurry They say I nailed her to the wall A stich in time don't mean a thing No hangman jury could make me crawl Cause I'm a poor boy Dontcha line the track a lack a O boy dontcha line the track O boy dontcha line the track a lack a OOO Whacha do with the gun that's loaded Shot her dead and her heart exploded Tell me baby now d-dontcha worry Like lying to a hangman jury I swear I didn't know that 45 was loaded In fact my memory ain't so clear That's not to say she didn't get what she deserved Least that's the way it looks from here Boy when you line the track a lack a here Boy when you line the track a lack a Hey boy dontcha line the track OOO my love came tumblin' down OOO love came tumblin' down OOO Let's get outta here Love come tumblin' And every night she take her thing Into the city and in the mornin' make me beg cause If I'd taken all her real titty gritty I'd smack her right upside the head boy Dontcha line the track a lack a O boy dontcha line the track O boy dontcha line the track OOO my love came tumblin' down OOO love came tumblin' down OOO love come tumblin' Poor boy sweatin' in the hot summer night Hangman waitin' for the early morning light Singin' O boy dontcha line the track a lack a O boy dontcha line the track O boy dontcha line the track a lack a O boy dontcha line the track If I could I surely would Stand on the rock that Moses done stood Singin' O boy dontcha line the track a lack a O boy dontcha line the track O boy dontcha line the track a lack a O boy dontcha line the track