black oak arkansas
son of a gun
some say i'm a no account back where i come from i ain't good for nothin' except just to run but all i got to say to the likes of them i'm tired of workin' for the other man i want to see the world i want to love the girl and i want to do what ain't been done on account i'm a son of a gun i wrote my first song on a half mile row where i learned down on the farm how everythin' goes i've been the backbone of the workin' man's grief now i just want to whoop it up yeah and get some relief i want to see the world i want to love the girl and i want to do what ain't been done on account i'm a son of a gun son of a gun son of a gun son of a gun some say i'm shiftless back where i come from they don't like to see me when i'm a having fun but why should i settle down when i'm feelin' so young the time of my life has just now begun i want to see the world i want to love the girl and i kinda think it's time to switch on account i'm a son of. son of a gun son of a gun son of a gun