Timber Ridge, Virginia is a mighty fine place From that soil sprung a leader of the human race He had eyes full of thunderstorms and hair like gold He was seven foot tall when he was six years old- Old Sam, Big Sam
Down in Alabama in 1812 He and Andy Jackson raised all kind of hell Got shot by an arrow but he had no fear Hero was the job that he chose for his career- Old Sam, Big Sam
Sam got tired of being the governor of Tennessee So the Raven flew south to be a drunk Cherokee He slapped a nasty Congressman right in the face He said y'all go to hell, I'm gonna find a better place for Old Sam, Big Sam
He rambled on down to western Arkansas Kicked around Oklahoma where he took up with a squaw In those days Texas was damn near Mexico Old Sam decided next that was where he's gonna go- Old Sam, Big Sam
That devil Santa Anna was a molester and a thief Getting him throwed out a Texas was a mighty big relief After swatting Santa Anna like you would a pesky fly He drank a river full of whiskey and ate a piece of pie- Old Sam, Big Sam
Sam told folks not to start a Civil War But they told Sam just to go and find the door He sired eight more kids on the Gulf Coast plain They don't bear the scars but they all bear the name of Old Sam, Big Sam
Sam Houston stood tall, he was true and tough That statue's pretty big, but it ain't big enough for Old Sam, for Big Sam Old SamTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
