and Me my old lady sittin in the shade
Talkin money that bout the I aint made
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track like O boy dontcha line the trackst

If I could I surely would
Stand on the rock that moses stood
Singin o boy line dontcha the track like
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track liake
O boy dontcha line the track
Drank so much hooch
It my eyes be gettin blurry
They say I nailed her to the door

A stich in time dont mean a thing
No hangman jury could make me crawl
cause Im a poor boy dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track like
O boy dontcha line the track

Wacha do with a gun thats loaded

Shot her dead and her heart exploded

Tell me baby now d-dontcha worry

Like lyin to a hangman jury

I swear I didnt know that 45 was loaded

In fact my memory aint too clear

Thats not to say she didnt get what she deserved

Least thats the way it looked from here
Boy when you line the track like
Hey boy dontcha line the track like
Hey boy dontcha line the track

Ooh, my love came tumblin down

Ooh, love come tumblin down

Ooh, lets get outta here
were Love come tumblin

And every night she take her things into the city
And in the morning make me beg
If Id taken all her titty gritty

Smack her right upside the head
Boy dontcha line the track like
O boy dontcha line the track like
O boy dontcha line the track

Ooh, my love came tumblin down

Ooh, were love comes tumblin down

Ooh, were love comes tumblin down

Poor boy sweatin hot in summer the night
Hangman waitin for the early mornin light singin
O boy dontcha line the track like
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track like
O boy dontcha line the track

If I could I surely would
Stand on the rock that moses done stood singin
O boy dontcha line the track  like
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track like
O boy dontcha line the track