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Aerosmith

Hangman Jury

 

Hangman Jury

(álbum: Permanent Vacation - 1987)


Me and my old lady sitting in the shade
Talking about the money that I ain't made
Singing 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
Singing 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 getting blurry
They say I nailed her to the wall
A stitch 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 too 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 when you line the track a lack a
Hey boy dontcha line the track

OOO when love come tumbling down
OOO when love come tumbling down
OOO (Let's get outta here) when love come tumbling

And every night she take her thing into the city
and in the morning 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
Hey boy dontcha line the track
Hey boy dontcha line the track

OOO when love come tumbling down
OOO when love come tumbling down
OOO when love come tumbling

Poor boy sweating in the hot summer night
Hangman waiting for the early morning light
Singing Hey boy dontcha line the track a lack a
Hey boy dontcha line the track
Hey boy dontcha line the track a lack a
Hey boy dontcha line the track

If I could, I surely would
Stand on the rock that Moses done stood
Singing Hey boy dontcha line the track a lack a
Hey boy dontcha line the track
Hey boy dontcha line the track a lack a
Hey boy dontcha line the track

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