Those Poor Bastards & Hank III - Black Dog Yodel (acoustic) | Текст песни

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• Those Poor Bastards & Hank III
• Black Dog Yodel (acoustic)

You think I care? Well I don't, not anymore
Someday my soul must be blackened
Anytime a girl comes over, I lock 'em downstairs, then I just wait til she starts cryin'
Yeah I am cruel, I don't deny it

Black Dog
Get off my back

Most of the folks I know go drinkin' every night
They say they sure are havin' fun
But when they ask me with 'em
I tell 'em I'm too tired
Truth is that I just don't like strangers
You know I plan to die alone

Black Dog
Get off my back

I still aint gotten 'round to go to Mississippi
Oh someday Lord I'd like to live there
Fact is I aint been nowhere
Fact is I've lived here forever
Fact is I'm just a big mouth talker
Yeah I promise myself I'll live tomorrow

Black Dog
Get off my back

Looks like the car broke down again
Looks like the car broke down again
Looks like the car broke down again
Looks like the car broke down again