They got him drunk as hell They caught him way off balance He could not walk or stand So they thought they could take him They had a plan to trip him As he stumbled by and kick him Their tiny brains were bubbling His filthy mouth was mumbling
Get Get Get off my horse
He's in the trunk and still now Unconscious and he's bleeding They cut him wide open Several times they stabbed him He had burned his brothers As if they were not of his family Dug deep enough for covering The hole where they'd be lowering
Get Get Get off my horse
After they sunk his body And covered up their tracks They thought of ways or means To lie about what they had done They told their pa The he had gone off into the woods By himself The got old ma to worrying But not about some burying
Get Get Get off my horseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
