歌词
Well, here I sat high, getting ideas
I ain't nothing but a fool to live like this
Out all night, running wild
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 round drinking with the rest of the guys
Six rounds bought, and I bought five
Spent the groceries and half the rent
Like 14 dollars and 27 cents
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?
One more
They say roses are red, and violets are purple
Sugar's sweet and so is maple surple
And I'm the seventh out of the seven sons
My daddy was a pistol, I'm a son of a gun
I said dang me, dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High from the highest tree
Woman, would you weep for me?
Written by: Roger Miller
