Dang Me

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

I said, "Dang me, dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High, from the highest tree
Woman, would you weep for me?"

One More time, I said

Sitting round, drinking with the rest of the guys
Six rounds bought and I bought five
I spent half the groceries, all the rent
Like 14 dollars and 27 cents

I said, "Dang me, dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High, from the highest tree
Woman, would you weep for me?"

One More time, I said

Roses are red and violets are purple
Sugars sweet and so is maple surple
I was the seventh of the seven sons
My pappy was a pistol, I'm a son of a gun

I said, "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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Writer(s): Roger Miller
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