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Lawrence Hammond - George Gudger`S Overalls lyrics
As I walked out one mornin' in the Alabama chill I spied some old friends hangin' from a tree on Hoby's hill By the tattered legs they dangled drippin' down along the spine Was old George Gudger's overalls a'dryin' on the line George Gudger he's an honest cuss and he loves to work his land And I'd long admired his overalls I held there in my hand My brand new pair was stiffer than a starched up Sunday suit But his could walk around by theyselves and plow the corn to boot Now the knees looked almost bloody from the red Hale County clay George Gudger's debts and prayers had kept him kneelin' down all day Old George owes me money, but I owe him my respect If his overalls will fit me, boys, I'll forget about his debt I stepped in to them big ole legs like fallin' down a mine Then I heard a ragged chuckle and there stood old George behind A smile of old tobacco juice just tricklin' down his chin He says, "You might as well try walkin' 'round in someone else's skin." "But, son, if you like them old friends of mine, I guess I can let 'em go" "I had to lend 'em to my wife last year while she was carryin' little Joe" "She bent down in the field one day and split that tired old seam" "Now she's gone and beat 'em half to death on that rock there by the stream" Yeh the knees looked almost bloody from the red Hale County clay George Gudger's debts and prayers had kept him kneelin' down all day You know, I walked just like a drunken man Dang near made me fall They kept steerin' me back towards Gudger's place 'Cause they's still old George's overalls At home before the mirror I seemed to be a different man In my mind I kept seein' that farmed out patch of land So I took him back his overalls and a week's supply of food I also left my brand new pair and I sneaked home in the nude |
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