Lyrics:
make a right"
At the Grand Ole Opry every Saturday night
There was Uncle Dave Macon, his gold tooth and plug-hat
Cowboy Copas singing "Tragic
She was a flower for the taking
Her beauty cut just like a knife
He was a banker from Macon
He swore he'd love her all a his life
He bought her
womens, yellow, brown and black
Take the governor of Georgia to judge which one I like
One woman's Atlanta yellow, the other is Macon brown
But
to Macon, don't wanna be here no more
I'd better forget it, let this trouble pass
I'd better forget it, let this trouble pass
Yes, I wonder sometimes how
So I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia
On a overloaded poultry truck
I thumbed on down to Panama City
Started pickin' out some o' them all
and luck
So I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia
On a overloaded poultry truck
I thumbed on down to Panama City
Started pickin' out some o' them
I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia
On a overloaded poultry truck
I thumbed on down to Panama City
Started pickin' out some o'them all night
make a right"
At the Grand Ole Opry every Saturday night
There was Uncle Dave Macon, his gold tooth and plug-hat
Cowboy Copas singing "Tragic
So I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia
On a overloaded poultry truck
I thumbed on down to Panama City
Started pickin' out some o' them all
to macon....don't want to be here no more
I'd better forget it...let this trouble pass
I'd better forget it...let this trouble pass
Yes i wonder
She was a flower for the taking
Her beauty cut just like a knife
He was a banker from Macon
He swore he'd love her all a his life
He bought her
So I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia
On a overloaded poultry truck
I thumbed on down to Panama City
Started pickin' out some o' them all
So I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia
On a overloaded poultry truck
I thumbed on down to Panama City
Started pickin' out some o' them all
you from, Albert?
What part, man, Georgia got a big
Macon!
Don't say it so low, brother make me think if you people don't wanna hear yourself
Fred,
said no dice
What a sacrifice
Lookin' back on time that's gone
I realized I might have been wrong
But Macon took you for a ride
They broke
Outside of Macon off a country road
Justice was forsaken when they let the wrong man go
Johnny Law was shady first one on the scene
They called it
you love her
Hand 'round your man if you know you love him
Salute to Macon and I fuck with Columbus
229, showing love to Albany
I'm from the Peach
She was a flower for the takin'
Her beauty cut just like a knife
And he was a banker from Macon
Swore he'd love her all his life
Bought her
béton
Où je me réveille à tâtons
Qu'est ce tu fabriques me demande-t-on
Plâtre et ciment !
J'remplis doucement mes alvéoles
Je suis mon propre maçon
Et
trop zguegs veulent que nous les maçons
Dis-leur que le ciment m'a passé des briques sans être maçon
L'enfer du devoir, l'envers du décor
On vit
Wa baba trou wassi zoungouha hazi yawou houndra
(Nos pères cherchent un travail de maçon)
Wa nagna trou wa trou mama, kawaji hou yimba
(Nos soeurs
J'suis bon qu'à épuiser les ingénieurs du son
Foolek formation plus d'influence qu'un franc maçon
J'ai bâti un empire et j'été le seul maçon
Les p'tits
construction
Ya liwa na ngai
Ba angoisses na ba douleurs nde
Ba architectes na ye
Ba migraines na ba stresses nde ba maçons
Oyo bazo tonga nde liwa na ngai
buzzin'
You caught sellin' cake down in Macon with your cousin
Your connect ain't worried, you and him cool
He know you'll never tell what you and him do
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