
Railroadin’ and Gamblin’ Uncle Dave Macon
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What your mammy am told you, six months ago
Keep on your coat and hat, be ready to go
Oh, railroadin' and gamblin'
Pickin' up chips for mammy
Lord, Lord, Lord
Take your feet out the sand, stick 'em in the mud
Take your feet out the sand, stick 'em in the mud
Been in the statehouse, been in that hall
Been in that courthouse, the worst place of all
Oh, railroadin' and gamblin'
Pickin' up chips for mammy
Lord, Lord, Lord
Said that preacher, God, ain't that a sin
Johnny, get your whiskers cut, here comes the wind
Lord, that preacher, God, ain't that a sin
Johnny, get your whiskers cut, here comes the wind
Cars on the roadside, cars on the track
Spent all my money, no way to get back
Keep on your coat and hat, be ready to go
Oh, railroadin' and gamblin'
Pickin' up chips for mammy
Lord, Lord, Lord
Take your feet out the sand, stick 'em in the mud
Take your feet out the sand, stick 'em in the mud
Been in the statehouse, been in that hall
Been in that courthouse, the worst place of all
Oh, railroadin' and gamblin'
Pickin' up chips for mammy
Lord, Lord, Lord
Said that preacher, God, ain't that a sin
Johnny, get your whiskers cut, here comes the wind
Lord, that preacher, God, ain't that a sin
Johnny, get your whiskers cut, here comes the wind
Cars on the roadside, cars on the track
Spent all my money, no way to get back
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