Coot From Tennessee

歌詞

I know an old coot from Tennessee Lord, wicked as he could be He didn't even believe in Church or Sunday School All he believed was to socialize Having him a good time all his life Well he broke up the congregation when he stood Sayin' I'm gonna live and how until I die This life I'm livin' it's so very high Sticks and stones gonna break my bones Will you talk about me when I'm dead and gone I'm gonna live and how until I die Now he went to Church last Sunday morn Everybody in the world was there but one Would you hear those mourners sing and pray When the choir begun to sing Every bell in the steeple started to shake and ring But he broke up the congregation when he said I'm gonna run me a cemetery of my own If you don't leave my sweet gal alone Gonna buy me a razor, gonna scrape the blade Gonna lay some son-of-a-gun in the shade Oh, I'm gonna run me a cemetery of my own I'm gonna live and how until I die This life I'm livin' it's so very high Sticks and stones gonna break my bones Well I know you're gonna think about me when I'm gone I'm gonna live and how until I die