Well you're crazy Mama
With your ball and chain
And your sawn off shotgun
Your blown out brains
You can talk about me
Scorn my name
You can steal my women
And that don't mean a doggone thing
If you don't believe I won't do it
Away from the sea out of wit
You're crazy mama, ah yeah
Well your old times religion
Is just as superstition
You gonna pay high prices
For your sacrifices, yes you will child
Well your blood and thunder
Sure can't faze me none
If your gonna keep on coming
I got to take it all head on
If you don't believe I won't do it
I walk out of steal of wit
Your crazy mama, oh yeah
With your ball and chain
And your sawn off shotgun
Your blown out brains
You can talk about me
Scorn my name
You can steal my women
And that don't mean a doggone thing
If you don't believe I won't do it
Away from the sea out of wit
You're crazy mama, ah yeah
Well your old times religion
Is just as superstition
You gonna pay high prices
For your sacrifices, yes you will child
Well your blood and thunder
Sure can't faze me none
If your gonna keep on coming
I got to take it all head on
If you don't believe I won't do it
I walk out of steal of wit
Your crazy mama, oh yeah
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