Cla**ic Country - Dang Me - Roger Miller lyrics

Well here I sit, gettin' ideas Ain't nothing but a fool would live like this Out all night and runnin' wild Woman sittin' home with a month old child CHORUS: Dang me, dang me They oughta take a rope and hang me High from the highest tree Woman would you weep for me. Just sittin' around drinkin' with the rest of the guys Six rounds bought, and I bought five Spent the groceries and half the rent Like fourteen dollars and twenty seven cents. (CHORUS) They say roses are red and violets are purple Sugar is sweet and so is maple surple Well I'm the seventh out of seven sons My pappy was a pistol I'm a son of a gun. (CHORUS)