Harry and Chuckie
Harry and Chuckie were sweethearts
Lordy, how they could love
Swore to be true to each other
Yeah, true to the skies above
He was her man, wouldn’t do her no wrongAnd Harry and Chuckie went walkin’
And Harry had on a new suit
Yeah, Chuckie spent one-hundred dollar notes
Just to make her man look cute
He was her man, he wouldn’t do her no wrong Chuckie went over to the barroom
Stopped for a bottle of beer
Said to the old bartender man
Has my lover Harry man been here?
He was my man, lord, but he’d been doin’ me wrong, so wrong. Yeah Chuckie looked over the transom door
And then to her great surprise
There sat her lover man Harry
Makin’ love to nellie bly
He was her man, but he was doin’ her wrong Well Chuckie lifted up her kimono dress
And she drew (ladaladalala) out a little .44
She shot once, twice, three times (three times) she shot him
And through that hardwood (door) floor
Yeah she shot her man (yeah he was her man)
Well but he been doin’ her wrong yeah Well the story ain’t got no moral, lordy
But the story ain’t got no end
Well the story only goes to show
That there ain’t no damn good in men
He was her man, but he was doin’ her wrong
Yeah, ba-da-ba-ba-da-ba-ba-da-ba-ba-ba-ba --
Skipper |
Skipper
Oct 17
2005
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