ROGER MILLERDang Me Lyrics
Well, here I sat high, getting ideas.
I ain't nothing but a fool to live like this.
Out all night, and running wild,
Woman sitting home with a month old child.
So Dang me, Dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me.
High, from the highest tree.
Woman would you weep for me
Just sitting round drinking with the rest of the guys.
Six rounds bought, and I bought five.
Spent the groceries and half the rent,
Like 14 dollers and 27 cents.
They say roses are red, and violets are purple
Sugars sweet and so is maple suprple.
But I'm the seventh out of the seven sons.
My daddy was a pistol, I'm a son of a gun.
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Songwriter(s): Roger Miller
Copyright: Tree International, Sony/ATV Tree Publishing
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