my farming tools, thank God I'm a country boy. Yeah, city folk driving in a black limousine,. a lotta sad people thinking that's-a mighty keen. Son, let me tell you now exactly what I mean, thank God
my farming tools, thank God I'm a country boy. Yeah, city folk driving in a black limousine,. a lotta sad people thinking that's-a mighty keen. Son, let me tell you now exactly what I mean, thank God
We know ya' come a long way. We hope that your ship is o. k. We hope you're gonna' stick around. Maybe to save the day. Liw liw, liw liw,. Liw liw, liw You look - a real keen. Even though you
named Sue Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean. My fist got hard and my wits got keen. I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame. But I made a vow to the moon and stars. That I'd search the
named Sue Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean. My fist got hard and my wits got keen. I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame. But I made a vow to the moon and stars. That I'd search the
named Sue Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean. My fist got hard and my wits got keen. I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame. But I made a vow to the moon and stars. That I'd search the
named Sue Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean. My fist got hard and my wits got keen. I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame. But I made a vow to the moon and stars. That I'd search the
