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She got big blue eyes
Want her here by my side
She got big blues eyes
Want her here by my side
Hey, hey pretty baby
Let me be your
I know my street , that's where I live
I never take , I always give
They always leave me on the shelf
I live my life all by myself
My car ain't big
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men
and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Thibideaux, Fountaineaux, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress
children need all that she brings
We all have our problems
Some big, some are small
Soon all of our problems
Will be taken by the cross
Black day,
and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress
a river that's too wide
There ain't no jail tight enough to lock me
Ain't no man big enough to stop me
I'll be there if you ever want me by your side
So
and be gayo
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
The Thibodaux's, the fontenot's, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by
Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name, I’ll be here
Ain't no big deal to say my love is real
When you reach out I'll be there
the way that it was meant to be
Big city, hard times don't bother me
I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be
I don't like smoke chokin' up my air
jail tight enough to lock me
Ain't no man big enough to stop me
I'll be there if you ever want me by your side
So love me if you ever gonna love me
In the gloaming by the fireside
With you, I'll be content
In the gloaming by the fireside
Every hour will be well spent
We'll see our hopes
Much of my life has been spiced with romance
Too many bedrooms I've slept in by chance
Drownin' out my sorrow
Longin' for tomorrow
Caught up in
boy baby you know how the dick feel
And im always sad they say whats the big deal
I am not a tweaker but you know i LUV pills
She aint for you nigga
fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Thibodeaux, Fontainebleau, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by
it's supposed to be
Oh girl, you stand by me
I'm forever yours, faithfully
Circus life
Under the big top world
We all need the clowns
To make
fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Thibodeaux, Fontainebleau, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by
say hello to my little baby daughter
Please, please, won't you just give her a great big kiss
Then tell her that her stupid daddy will be coming home
he's here to do some business with a big iron on his hip"
"Big iron on his hip"
In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men
have big fun on the bayou
Jambalaya, a crawfish pie and a filé gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be
high line, hello highway
Here come a big old semi my way
Stick up my thumb, hear the truck come
Trees goin' by, lookin' like a fly
On the big legs are my
tweakers they just hot heads with loose screws
Big stars around our necks yu would think we some true blues
True blues, but I ain't talking bout the jays
tight enough to lock me
Ain't no man big enough to stop me
I'll be there if you ever want me by your side
There ain't no rope stout enough to bind me
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