Lyrics:
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Well gay, somebody done hoodoo'd the hoodoo man
Smack me down with the story gay
Ol' Joe Hannah from Louisiana,
A hoodoo king in every manner
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
of the town
The new S.O.B.
The one everybody loves cuttin' down
Man it's a sight to see
They all smile right to his face, and hide the jealousy
Me I'm just
I've got to admit it, Joe sure knows how to live
Oh I hate to admit it, Joe sure knows how to live
Man, they would have fired me if I'd had done
Hey joe
Where you going with that gun in your hand
Hey joe
Now tell me where you going with that gun in your hand
Im gonna shoot my lady
Cos I
thinkin'
I couldn't get the man out of my head
Three a.m., it hit me
In a cold sweat, I sat up in bed
That would be me without you
Every day would be
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
you can't fool me
We both know who you are
Homeboy, you're gonna wish one day,
That you were sittin' on a gate of a truck by the lake
With your
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
"Billie Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I got to plow"
And mama said, "It was
talkin your shit!! Yeah
Fat Joe Jealous One's Envy
Steppin to the jam niggaz actin all friendly
Smilin in my face and all the whiles they
tree to tree
I had a dream, Joe
And a society of whores stuck needles in an image of me
I had a dream, Joe
It was Autumn time and thickly fell
I was a third string dreamer on a second place team
But I was hell on wheels with a full head of steam
When coach put me in
And I'm still proud
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
Out in Arizona where the bad men are,
And the only friend to guide you is an Evening Star,
The roughest, toughest man by far
Is Ragtime Cowboy
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old
Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense; pass the biscuits, please
There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow
And mama said it was
you come from where do you go
Where do you come from where do you go
My Cotton Eyed Joe
Tell me where do you come from
And where do you go
Tell me
just on up the road."
Well, he tossed me a dime as he pulled her in low
And said: "Have yourself a cup on old Big Joe."
When Joe and his rig roared
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
"Well, Billie Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
Mama said it was
thirty-five I thought man a live
What could be a-holding her up
Just then a man in a long black Cadillac
Came in and told little Joe filler up
While he was
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'n' Mama said it was
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