Man with a Plan

Now I was born in Texicana

With a feather in my hand

My dad looked at me and said

"That boy gonna be an undercover man"

You can hear the women screaming

When I walk in on the scene

And I was married seven time

Before the age of seventeen

Southern style, country lover

Don't give your heart away to any other

Baby, let me hold your hand

Well, they call me the man with a plan

I had a little gal who lived down in Texas

Until I made her walk the plank

Her daddy was a owner of a little ol' Texas bank

I didn't take me long before I up and made a sale

Now her daddy's scrubbing floors

To keep his baby out of jail

Southern style, country lover

Don't give your heart away to any other

Baby, let me hold your hand

Well, they call me the man with a plan

Now the FBI were tryna convict me on a case

I sold a corner drug store

To the man who already owned the place

Now the judge got so excited

That he nearly blowed his top

Until I gave him Kanvas city

And he let the charges drop

Southern style, country lover

Don't give your heart away to any other

Baby, let me hold your hand

'Cause they call me the man with a plan

Yeah, they call me the man with a plan