come to my house an we'll pick bones
there hands outside ready with stones
come to my yard
i got whiskey an chirs
we'll sit on the porch
as the good men stare
i her you cryin' from cradle to coffin
an for you there'll be no stoppin'
i see you lyin' in a pine box with bitter words
that's how the boy talks
there hands outside ready with stones
come to my yard
i got whiskey an chirs
we'll sit on the porch
as the good men stare
i her you cryin' from cradle to coffin
an for you there'll be no stoppin'
i see you lyin' in a pine box with bitter words
that's how the boy talks
i ve grown tired of the words of the single man hangin lifeless on his every word o man you don t underst...
When they poured across the border I was cautioned to surrender this I could not do I took my gun and vanish...
o sinnerman where will you run to sinnerman where will you run to sinnerman where will you run to all on that d...
Everybody knows my business in this town Lips are loose the whole way round Where I go I leave a trail Hell...
single girl single girl she s goin dressed fine o she s goin dressed fine married girl married girl wears jus...
here ain t nothin that ain t in my way an like the fool i am for my own gain i pray you say you found a way ba...
Little darling beautiful give me the buttons from your dress climb down from that dirty bed and I will ki...
ain t none ever seen the face of his foe no he ain t made of flesh bone he s the one hwo sits up close b...
Es gibt nichts was nicht in meinem Weg ist Und wie ein Narr der ich bin bete ich fuer mein Eigen Du sagst du h...
we met in the springtime when the blossoms unfold the pastures green and the meadow gold our love was ...
