Son Of A Bum

(álbum: Something Special - 1968)

Well, I was born in a tumbled down shack one quarter of a mile from a railroad track
Mama was a drifter, daddy was a bum and they didn't want a little hobo son
But things do happen and here I am just outside of Birmingham
Train's slowing down and I'm gonna jump up
I'm gonna spread my wings and look all about

Give me the whip of the whippoorwill
A whipping it up on the lonely hill
Give me the sun, the stars and the rain
Sneaky peaky wine in the blood of my veins

'Cause I'm a son of a bum, I'm a son of a bum
I'm a son of a bum, son of a bum bum bum
Free as the breeze and I'm easy to please

Fussing and a fighting and a going to war people don't know what the livin's for
Money money money that's all folks know they could learn a lesson from a rich hobo
Got no worries and no regrets got no money but I got no debts
Rabbit in the picket and the fish in the brook
And I've got mu supper if I got me a hook

Give me the whip of the whippoorwill
A whipping it up on the lonely hill
Give me the sun, the stars and the rain
Sneaky peaky wine in the blood of my veins

'Cause I'm a son of a bum, I'm a son of a bum
I'm a son of a bum, son of a bum bum bum
Free as the breeze and I'm easy to please
I'm a son of a bum, I'm just easy to please
Lord, I'm a son of a bum
I'm a son of a bum, easy to please...