Lyrics
Woman s sittin home with a month old child, i said dang me
six rounds bought and i bought five
They oughta take a rope and hang me, i spent the groceries and a half the rent
my pappy was a pistol
woman would you weep for me
Woman would you weep for me, six rounds bought and i bought five, they oughta take a rope and hang me
I lack fourteen dollars havin twenty seven cents, i m a son of a gun
ain t nothin but a fool would live like this
woman would you weep for me
High from the highest tree, here i sit high, high from the highest tree
High from the highest tree, high from the highest tree Me, i spent the groceries and a half the rent
they oughta take a rope and hang me
Woman would you weep for me, they oughta take a rope and hang me
Woman s sittin home with a month old child, here i sit high
Six rounds bought and i bought five, i m a son of a gun, out all night and runnin wild
And sugar s sweet and so is maple syrple, ain t nothin but a fool would live like this Miller, woman s sittin home with a month old child
I m a son of a gun, gettin ideas, high from the highest tree
Woman would you weep for me, they oughta take a rope and hang me
They oughta take a rope and hang me, they oughta take a rope and hang me Miller, high from the highest tree
woman s sittin home with a month old child
they oughta take a rope and hang me
they oughta take a rope and hang me
woman would you weep for me
they say roses are red and violets are purple
just sittin round drinkin with the rest of the guys
I m a son of a gun, woman would you weep for me, ain t nothin but a fool would live like this
My pappy was a pistol, woman would you weep for me, well i m seventh out of seven sons
I spent the groceries and a half the rent, i lack fourteen dollars havin twenty seven cents
Gettin ideas, six rounds bought and i bought five, they oughta take a rope and hang me
My pappy was a pistol, out all night and runnin wild
they oughta take a rope and hang me
Here i sit high, out all night and runnin wild, they oughta take a rope and hang me
I said dang me, well i m seventh out of seven sons
high from the highest tree
High from the highest tree, high from the highest tree Roger, i spent the groceries and a half the rent
Out all night and runnin wild, i m a son of a gun
they oughta take a rope and hang me
they oughta take a rope and hang me
out all night and runnin wild
ain t nothin but a fool would live like this
My pappy was a pistol, here i sit high Miller, out all night and runnin wild
They oughta take a rope and hang me, i m a son of a gun, well i m seventh out of seven sons
Gettin ideas, ain t nothin but a fool would live like this, ain t nothin but a fool would live like this
Here i sit high, high from the highest tree, ain t nothin but a fool would live like this
They oughta take a rope and hang me, and sugar s sweet and so is maple syrple
high from the highest tree
my pappy was a pistol
woman would you weep for me
Six rounds bought and i bought five, woman would you weep for me, i lack fourteen dollars havin twenty seven cents
I m a son of a gun, woman s sittin home with a month old child
High from the highest tree, high from the highest tree
just sittin round drinkin with the rest of the guys