But good God-a’mighty, man,
You forget it when he grin.
He’d fight ten,
He could sin, always win,
But good God-a’mighty, man,
You forget it when he grin.
Shot My Pistol in the Heart o’ Town[35]
O Lawd,
Shot my pistol
In the heart o’ town.
But good God-a’mighty, man,
You forget it when he grin.
He’d fight ten,
He could sin, always win,
But good God-a’mighty, man,
You forget it when he grin.
Shot My Pistol in the Heart o’ Town[35]
O Lawd,
Shot my pistol
In the heart o’ town.