Текст песни Harlan Howard - We`re Proud To Call Him Son
Harlan Howard - We`re Proud To Call Him Son слова песни
He`s an all American boy mama`s pride and papa`s joyPaper waddin` all the girls tiein` knots in sister`s curlesBB gunnin` passers by with a twinkle in his eyeHe`s a youngster full of fun and we`re proud to call him sonHe pushed grandma down the stairs and he knelt and said his prayersAnd he blessed us one and all and set fire to the hallWhile our farmin` caught the fire our boy conquered all the tiresHe`s a youngster full of fun and we`re proud to call him son[ piano ]We went fishin` me and him and he knew I couldn`t swimSo this playfull little lad liked to drown his lovin` dadNearly cought my death of cold but his mother said don`t scoldHe`s a youngster full of fun and we`re proud to call him sonWell he poisoned grandma`s tea now she lies in agonyMade his mother kind of ex`t she says what will he do nextWhen she shot the neighbor`s goats we agreed that`s wild oatsHe`s a youngster full of fun and we`re proud to call him son[ guitar ]Now they took our boy away and we miss him more each dayFor our life`s adored and tame since the paddy wagon cameWe sit and stare in vain through each broken window paneHe`s a youngster full of fun and we`re proud to call him son