David Lindley - Old Coot From Tennessee lyrics

1) There was an Old Coot from Tennessee Lord he was as wicked as he could be. He never went to church or Sunday School. He believed that life was planned and to have a good time everyday. Well he woke up the congregation with his singn'. I'm gonna leap an holler till I die This life I'm livin' it ain't so very high Sticks and stones gonna break my bones I know you gonna talk about me when I'm gone Then I'm gonna leap an holler till I die. 2) And when they tried talkin' on a Sunday mornin' everybody in the world was never one, should have heard those mourners preach and pray. Well the choir began to sing a little bell-up and the devil began to ring And he woke up the congregation with his singn'. Well I'm gonna build a cemetery of my own. If you don't leave my good woman alone. I'm gonna get me a razor gonna' scrape the bread, gonna lay some son-of-a-b**h in the grave. I'm gonna build a cemetery of my own. 3) Well Saint Peter on the judgment day was a listenin' what the Old man say Said ya gotta go back and try it all again Don't play your life away you better listen to what the good book say. Then he woke up the congregation with his singn'. I'm gonna leap an holler till I die This life I'm livin' it ain't so very high Sticks and stones gonna break my bones I know you gonna talk about me when I'm gone I'm gonna leap an holler till I die. Refrain) I'm gonna leap an holler till I die This life I'm livin' it ain't so very high Sticks and stones gonna break my bones I know you gonna talk about me when I'm gone I'm gonna leap an holler till I die. I'm gonna leap an holler till I die.