Let the Loose End Drag

Just a little ol' boy, about twelve years old
Working on my daddy's farm
Gotta help him build an ol' chicken coop
Gotta help him paint the barn
I was carryin' a load 'bout twice my size
Not quite enough to brag
Papa just smiled and looked at me and said
"Hey, son, let the loose end drag"

Son, let the loose end drag
Son, let the loose end drag
Papa just smiled and looked at me and said
Son, let the loose end drag

When I got to be a man, I started makin' plans
To get me all the love that I can
I was sittin' in a bar, gettin' pretty far
With a honey on my right hand
When up stepped a stud, he was looking for blood
'Cause the lady didn't come in stag
When you're caught in the middle, you can bet your life that it'll be
"Honey, let the loose end drag"

Honey, let the loose end drag
Honey, let the loose end drag
When you're caught in the middle, you can bet your life that it'll be
Honey, let the loose end drag

Now my life is almost done, every day I tell my son
The words my daddy handed down to me
You gotta hang on very tight to the things you know are right
Let the fly-by-night things be
When the Devil calls your name, and he says he won the game
And you know there ain't no turning back
When he says you're gonna die, you just spit right in his eye
I ain't goin', let the loose end drag

I ain't goin', let the loose end drag
I ain't goin', let the loose end drag
When he says you're gonna die, you just spit right in his eye
And go and let the loose end drag
I ain't goin', let the loose end drag
I ain't goin', let the loose end drag
When he says you're gonna die, you just spit right in his eye
And go and let the loose end drag

I ain't goin', let the loose end drag
I ain't goin', let the loose end drag
When he says you're gonna die, you just spit right in his ...



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Writer(s): Ray Baas Sawyer
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