The great grand-pappy when the land was young Barred his do' wit' a wagon tongue Ooh, ho, ho, ho, ho
When the times got tough and redskins smart Said his prayers with his shotgun cocked Oh, oh, oh, whoa, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, whoa, oh
The great grand-pappy was a busy man Cooked his grub in a fryin' pan Picked his teeth with a huntin' knife He wore the same suit all-a his life Oh, oh, ooh, oh, ooh, ooh, ooh, a, ay, oh
Twenty-one children, came to be blessed The old man's house in the wilderness Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, a, whoa, oh Doubt his story if you can
The great grand-pappy was a busy man Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Oh, hoo ah, hoo, ow Whoa, ooh, a, oooTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
