Me old my lady sittin´ in the shade
Talkin´ about the money that I ain´t made
Singin´ o boy dontcha line the
Track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track

If I could, I surely would
Stand on the rock that Moses stood
singin´ o boy dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track

Drank so much hooch
It made my eyes be gettin´ blurry
They say I nailed her to the wall
A stich in time don´t mean a thing
No hangman jury could make me crawl
Cause I´m a poor boy
Dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track a lack a
OOO

Whacha do with the gun that´s loaded
Shot her dead and her heart exploded
Tell me baby now d-dontcha worry
Like lying to a hangman jury

I swear I didn´t know that 45 was loaded
In fact my memory ain´t so clear
That´s not to say she didn´t get what she deserved
Least that´s the way it looks from here
Boy when you line the track a lack a
Hey boy dontcha line the track

OOO my love came tumblin´ down
OOO love came tumblin´ down
OOO (Let´s get outta here)
Love come tumblin´

And every night she take her thing
Into the city and in the mornin´ make me beg cause
If I´d taken all her real titty gritty
I´d smack her right upside the head boy
Dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track

OOO my love came tumblin´ down
OOO love came tumblin´ down
OOO love come tumblin´

Poor boy sweatin´ in the hot summer night
Hangman waitin´ for the early morning light
Singin´ O boy dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track a lack a
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 a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track