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a rabid dog was in a hurry out from the back forty, to visit my family’s farm
his chops were a drippin’ as he headed towards the chickens and my daddy got up in arms
he didn’t need treats he had two trained beads with a kick that would break your arm
and with just one hit that dog learned to sit, roll over, and lay down in the yard

with a frown my dad turned towards me, and he said now listen kid
there’s plenty of room in the ol’ back forty, to bury all the things i did
and if i can take a life for livestock, than man he must be warned
cause i’m a little crazy, i love my babies, and i might look good in orange

out from the back forty, me and my baby, took the drinking hole for a whirl
when out from the back a man drunk off his ass, came tumblin’ towards my baby girl
his chops were a drippin’ as he asked what she was drinking and he grabbed her by the waist
said hey little looker, daddy needs some sugar, how ‘bout you give me a taste

well i didn’t waste breath, didn’t waste time, makin’ a fist or grabbin’ my knife
and although half-smashed i raised my glass, in a cut throat toast to his life
and while he was leakin’and the sirens were screamin’, he heard me from the floor
i said i’m a little crazy, i love my baby, and i might look good in orange

i ain’t seen your shade of lonely, but i know my green’s turned gray
keen on leavin’ em black and blue when the red runs through my face
if you’re lookin’ for a regret, lets start with when you was born
cause i’m a little crazy, i love my baby, and i might look good in orange

i got locked up tight the very same night, caught up in the drinks i mixed
and i couldn’t believe that i wasn’t freed, for sending a dog to the styx
there was no intent, it was self defense, sheriff please can you drop the charge
“son i know what you was thinkin’ and i’m glad you like drinking cause you got life behind bars”
well my baby got married, last january, while i was takin’ the toll
it’s been twenty-five years without a fight or a beer but it got me on the honor roll
so i went to the warden to talk ‘bout performance and he spoke like a man at war
said a week from your attack, my wife was wearing black, so you best get used to orange

i ain’t seen your shade of lonely, but i know my green’s turned gray
keen on leavin’ em black and blue when the red runs through my face
if you’re lookin’ for a regret, lets start with when you was born
cause i’m a little crazy, i love my baby, and i might look good in orange
well i’m a little crazy, i love my baby, and i might look good in orange
well i’m a little crazy, i love my baby, and i might look good in orange
well i’m a little crazy, i love my baby, and i look like sh-t in orange

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