Lyrics:
and pretty soon
You'd find him at the local auction barn.
Well, he'd stand and listen carefully until at last he began to see
How the auctioneer could talk
the auctioneer could talk so rapidly
His pappy'd find him behind the barn
Just a workin up an awful storm
As he tried to imitate the auctioneer
25 dollar 30
the auctioneer could talk so rapidly
He said oh my it's do or die I've got to learn that auction cry
Gotta make my mark and be an auctioneer
A 15 dollar bid
the auctioneer could talk so rapidly
He said, "Oh my it's do or die I've got to learn that auction cry
Gotta make my mark and be an auctioneer"
25 dollar 30
to the auctioneer
Another engine, another engine
We never wrote the reasons that I need explained
Some things are givens and others get away
This time, it's for
the auctioneer could talk so rapidly
He said, "Oh my it's do or die I've got to learn that auction cry
Gotta make my mark and be an auctioneer"
25 dollar 30
Well it was battered and scared,
And the auctioneer felt it was hardly worth his while,
To waste much time on the old violin but he held it up with
some beer
Dumping carcasses off the pier like we been fishing good all year
Taxidermy if you worthy, my bullets spit like auctioneers (okay)
Camoed
[Auctioneer:][spoken]
Sold. Your number, sir? Thank you.
Lot 663, then, ladies and gentlemen:
a poster for this house's production of "Hannibal" by
“Touch Of The Master's Hand”
Well it was battered and scared,
And the auctioneer felt it was hardly worth his while,
To waste much time on the old
The auctioneer said, I'm not through yet,
Here's a horse the likes of which you've never seen,
And the straw hats in the sun, with a face beneath
to the auctioneer
I wanna go home
Fall apart like post malone
It wont be long till i see my headstone
I dont want to die alone
I just want to be in my zone
My heads
Peter Pan magic dust hie I get rid of y'all
Niggas stay talking nun stop just like auctioneer
Me and Owen double back we spray we get them outta here
Scared of putting shame on my family name
Been scared for so long
My brothers are farmers
My sister's a teacher
My mother's a nurse
My dads an auctioneer
Some terrified Incredible Hulk made out of stone
But the auctioneer is the only one
That needs to know
That everything, everything
Everything must
Each Tuesday morning, they'd all stand in line
The auction would open promptly at nine
The gavel came down on the auctioneer's block
Each Tuesday morning, they'd all stand in line
The auction would open promptly at nine
The gavel came down on the auctioneer's block
You're my auctioneer
And we dream in catalogs
Match and win
As we dream in catalogs
Here she comes
The auctioneer
We match and win
When
RAIN WHO'LL FEAR THE COLD WIND COMIN', THEN WEATHER OUT THE STORM WHEN THE AUCTIONEER CRIES HOW MUCH WILL YOU GIVE FOR BREWSTER'S FARM WHO'LL WAKE
Touch Of The Masters Hand
Well it was battered and scared,
And the auctioneer felt it was hardly worth his while,
To waste much time on the old
'Twas battered and scared and the auctioneer thought it hardly worth his while
To waste much time on the ol' violin but he held it up with a smile
(Going going gone going going gone)
Mister auctioneer those are my things you're selling today
And just like the love they remind me of they're going
when daddy sings
hes an auctioneer, auctioneer.
and mother clings to anniversaries.
and his sister, shes got a little bit of mister in her
and her
gears
I got some riders like I'm Paul Revere
Spitting this shit like a damn auctioneer
Hear hear, this shit ear to ear
Cutting attachments got no
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