American Wheeze lyrics

Artist  : 16 Horsepower 
Song : American Wheeze
 

i`ve grown tired, of the words of the single man
hangin` lifeless on his every word -- o man
you don`t understand dear man
the little angel held out her hand
sayin` father, father i love you
o praise jesus i got her
ok yeah billygoat an we`ll play farm
i didn`t mean to spirit stiff you
nor to doy you no harm
you say you`ve got a bone to pick
well, there`s plenty showin` on me
come on up yeah bring your temper boy
we`ll see, we`ll see
yeah you may be the only one come on son
bring your blade and your gun
and if i die by your hand
i`ve gotta home in glory land