letra de poor rambler - those poor bastards
come on all, you good time people
well i still have money to spend
tomorrow might be monday
and i neither have a dollar or a friend
when i had plenty of money
my friends were all staying around
but as soon as my pockets were empty
not a friend nor deserve or could be found
and it’s all around this jail-house
forty dollars will pay my fine
corn (?) around in my body
pretty women are trouble in my mind
if i had a-listened to my momma
i wouldn’t end up here today
a-laying around this jail-house
just sleeping my life away
give mе corn when i’m hungry
give whiskey whеn i’m dry
give green backs when i’m hard-o
sweet heaven when i die
dig a hole, dig a hole in the mud-o
dig a hole in the cold, cold ground
go and dig me a hole in the mud-o
and just watch this poor ramble go down
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- letra de wish that i needed u, less than i did - i'm geist
- letra de one more time - maya randle & milkz0121
- letra de luxor aeterna - no mana & leyla diamondi
- letra de reality hits - young korgy
- letra de despertar - no children
- letra de idcwts - fixupboy
- letra de for posterity - ogbert the nerd
- letra de dari#$% - hobo johnson
- letra de tamam - تمام - abo el anwar - أبو الأنوار
- letra de no he podido olvidarte - los horóscopos de durango