You know when I first started doing this album I thought All these songs about just gettin' the divorce And there was one thing I wanted to tell you darlin
a whiskey drinker I ain't no hick songwriter, I'm a pretty deep thinker I'm glad you came to see me put on a show My name is David Allan Coe I came
Hey, Fuck Anita Bryant Who the Hell is she Telling all them faggots That they can't be free Throw that bitch in prison then maybe she'll see just how
We like to eat lunch down at the Y We like to eat luncu down at the Y We like to eat lunch down at the Y Why? Because we love you. Hi, my name's David
By: David Allan Coe I NEVER MEANT TO LEAVE HER, MY INTENTIONS WERE TO STAY IT WASN'T NOTHING SHE HAD DONE OR NOTHING SHE COULD SAY TO CHANGE THIS OLD
Fuzzy was an outlaw swamp rat born and raised Bought a motorcycle in his younger days Rode into Kentucky to join the outlaw band Fuzzy tought me how to
Take the jib sail down boys take the jib sail down Turn this ship around boys before we run aground The fish aren't bitin' today boys fish aren't bitin
She's taken to walking alone in the evening She's taken to sleeping all night in his chair Together they both had a reason for living Back when the felling
, fill it up I'm wanting you to understand The only way to straighten out a guy like you Is to get a little dirt on his hands, get a little dirt on his hands Hey, David
It's a fairytale morning, the ocean looks turquoise As if it was painted that way The waves how they rush from the shore or the island It carries my vision
I ain't gonna call Hank Williams Junior Junior anymore Even though I know what all his daddy done before Hank weighs close to 200 pounds and he stands
The key turns in the door the boards squeak on the floor And guilty footsteps linger on the hall I'd fight but I'm too weak pretending I'm asleep While
By David Allan Coe I painted quite a picture for the girls in her home town And she was no exception to the rule Singing all them songs about the places
If grandpa was alive right now There ain't no tellin' what he'd have to say Why he had fifteen wives a living with him All when he finally passed away
Heads or tails, what will it be? Take your choice, him or me Heads or tails, you'll have to choose Heads you win, tails you lose Flip the coin, take
By David Allan Coe I'VE DONE SOME RAMBLING DOWN IN MISSISSIPPI I'VE DONE SOME TIME IN TENNESSEE I SERVER MY SENTENCE IN A FENDER TWIN AMPLIFIER HONEY
Jessie she stares like a cat with a bird that has fallen and broke its wing Terri she puts on her make-up and wonders what promise the new day will bring
I got drunk in Austin Texas I missed my plane in North Carolina Spent all of my money on a long distance call Huntsville Prison walls so high I'm so lonesome