Bran Van 3000 - Willard lyrics

Just sing the melody and we'll follow along. Dear Willard, I changed my town for you, Dear Willard, I smuggled guns for you, Tonnes for you. Dear Willard: For your sweet loving, I risked getting shot... Not. It's kind of... country... I poured my heart to you, Willard, I changed my town for you, Dear Willard, I smuggled guns for you, Tonnes for you, Dear Willard: For your sweet loving, I risked getting shot. He stands high as the harvest gra**, His reddish complexion is brightened by the falling sun. His friends call him Davey, But he lets me call him by his Mama's given name: Willard. His sideburns are strong, And his hands are those of a working man. I know his t-shirt never changes, But that's why I love him. Willard: The very name I wear on my arm and hold dear to my heart.