Текст Roger Miller – Dang Me

Well, here I sat high, getting ideas
I ain’t nothing but a fool to live like this
Out all night, and running wild
Woman sitting home with a month old child

So Dang me, Dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High, from the highest tree
Woman would you weep for me
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Just sitting round drinking with the rest of the guys
Six rounds bought, and I bought five
Spent the groceries and half the rent
Like 14 dollers and 27 cents

So Dang me, Dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High, from the highest tree
Woman would you weep for me
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One More
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They say roses are red, and violets are purple
Sugars sweet and so is maple suprple
But I’m the seventh out of the seven sons
My pappy was a pistol, I’m a son of a gun

So Dang me, Dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High, from the highest tree