Lyrics:
Red Dirt Girl
Me and my best friend Lillian
And her blue tick hound dog Gideon
Sittin' on the front porch soaking up the shade
Singing every song
know the hound dog makin' music
On a summer night by the light of the moon
Oh, fetch my cane pole mama
Goin' catch a bream or maybe two
Lord, fetch
to track me down
Makin' sure that your old flame stays lit
Just like a blue tick hound
Doggin' me around
you've got a memory that just won't quit
I've
with a golden chain
Every link we'd call his name
Bye-bye Blue
You good dog, you
Bye-bye Blue
You good dog, you
My old Blue was a good old hound
Well, first I was hollyin' for years by them old timer clicks
I was like twelve, they was like, blood, listen
"Keep your mouth closed and your eyes
The more lemons i meet (the more I love my frog )
Put me on a chain run put me in the yard
Put me in the doghouse sit me at the bar
No hound dog no old dog
looking around the old dog house
Thinkin' to myself, "This ain't so bad"
I'm kinda old and I'm makin' due
This blue tick hound ain't mean as you
He
Well, first I was hollyin' for years by them old timer clicks
I was like twelve, they was like, blood, listen
"Keep your mouth closed and your eyes
Old hound dog chained in the backyard and he wishes he was free
But he's got food and water, he's better off than me
I don't worry about money, money
If a nigga walking thru
I am smelling like a pound
I be acting like a dog
Well tell em i am a hound
Wof wof
They saying that i am the shit
And not
Keeping watch on his copper still
That old hound dog's got something treed
Down the mountain comes the blue ticku0027s croon
And the old man's cooking up
the hound dog by the tail
Cut his tail off, so Tater, tell 'em a little bit more about your hound dog
A-show 'em how he went, alright
Well, like you
the town
King loser
Turning around
About
Three hundred
Sixty degrees
Full circle
Singed by the sleaze
Burnout
Ticka-ticka-ticka-tick
as a downy chick
It was made from the feathers of forty 'leven geese
Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick
It could hold eight kids and four hound dogs
swimmin over by the farther bank
Fly away, fly away ...
They stole through the head-high blossoms when he set his hound dogs run
Yeah they stole
could sing the old songs like Bradley Kincaid
With his old hound dog "Guitar" and the famous "Blue Tail Fly"
Stringbeans with Hank Snow and old
could sing the old songs like Bradley Kincaid
With his old hound dog "Guitar" and the famous "Blue Tail Fly"
Stringbeans with Hank Snow and old
chorus)
Oh, she lived upon the mountain
'Leven miles or so from town
With a one-eyed cat named Wink
A billy goat and a blue-tick hound
Her greying
Roth?
Me, I’m from the university they call raw
Kill ‘em all, reservoir dogs on the hounds’ll
Sniff out anybody who snitch out who’s around
Whose
My father's father's on the front porch rockin'
A friend drops by, two old men talkin'
Rememberin' so many other summer days
Grandma's in
off the guard and I slipped out a letter
To my cousin up in Tennessee
Oh, and he brought down a blue tick hound
She was pretty as she could be
Well,
off the guard and I slipped out a letter
To my cousin up in Tennessee
Oh, and he brought down a blue tick hound
She was pretty as she could be
Well,
Everyday's a blue day in this big old lonesome town
A million nameless faces and me
And the grass sure ain't no deeper green outside the county line
Ready to lay down all my guns
A dirty old hound dog
Learning new tricks like cuddlin' up
You've got a hellcat purrin' like a kitten
You've got a sinner
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