Paroles Hendersonville de Tom Flannery

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Textes et Paroles de Hendersonville



747 coming out of the sky
mamma said son why you wanna fly
when I was young my feet wouldn't stand still
'till they made it on down to Hendersonville

Bluegrass falling like a driving rain
mamma said that pickin's gonna drive me insane
I said mamma I'll leave you in my will
and we'll meet up down in Hendersonville

They got 3 good lookin' women for every man
they got bootleg whiskey sold in a gas can
and the preacher ia a preachin' from a homemade still
so lets stroll on down to Hendersonville

well if the sky opens up and it begins to rain
if the Lord sends a tornado or a hurricane
then I'll get down on my knees and pray
Lord close your eyes just one more day

Well if having fun is some kind of crime
then you can throw me in the pen 'till I'm 109
oh that cooler how it would be filled
with the way they party down in Hendersonville

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