Born in Boston, raised in Hays Way back in my younger days We came looking for a brand new start Us, five kids, Ma and Pa Hays back then was full of fun Full of money and full of guns Everyone knew everyone Back when Hays was young
My old man was a hell of a guy Three hundred pounds and six foot five But there was nothing he could do When the smallpox took him and my mother too
Hays back then had a lot of flair Lot of women and a lot of beer Lots of people in the graveyard there Back when Hays was young
Lots of dust and lots of din Specially when the herds came in Lots of laughing and lots of crying A lot of shooting and a little dying
Hays back then was a town like hell Lots of noise and lots of smell And the undertaker did real well Back when Hays was youngTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
