Dang Me

Words and Music by :  Roger Miller
Arranged and adapted by:
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Recorded by
Robert DeCormier Singers - RDS916SD , RSS975


Lyrics:

Well here I sit, I'm getting ideas
Ain't nothing but a fool would live like this
Out all night and running wild
My woman sitting home with a month old child

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 around drinking with the rest of the guys
Six rounds bought, and he bought five
Spent the groceries and half the rent
Like fourteen dollars and twenty seven cents

Dang me, dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High from the highest tree
Woman would you weep for me

They say roses are red and violets are purple
Sugar is sweet and so is maple syrup
Well I'm the seventh out of seven sons
My pappy was a pistol
I'm a son of a gun

Dang me, dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High from the highest tree
Woman would you weep for me