Me and my old 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 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 a 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 too clear
That`s not to say she didn`t get what she deserved
Least that`s the way it looked from here
Boy when you line the track a lack a
Hey boy when you line the track a lack a
Hey boy doncha line the track
OOO my love came tumblin` down
OOO love come tumblin` down
OOO (Let`s get out of 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 come tumblin` down
OOO love come tumblin`
Poor boy sweatin` in the hot summer night
Hangman waitin` for the early mornin` light
Singin` Oh boy dontcha line the track a lack a
Oh boy dontcha line the track
Oh boy dontcha line the track a lack a
Oh boy dontcha line the track
If I could I surely would
Stand on the rock that Moses done stoor
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
