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Dang Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Billykaren Beaufort
Language: English
Length: 1:46
Written by: Roger Miller




Billykaren Beaufort - Dang Me Lyrics




Well, here I sat high, getting ideas
I ain't nothing but a fool to live like this
Out all night, and running wild
Woman sitting home with a month old child

So Dang me, Dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High, from the highest tree
Woman would you weep for me
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One More
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Just sitting round drinking with the rest of the guys
Six rounds bought, and I bought five
Spent the groceries and half the rent
Like a hundred thousand dollars and 50 cent

So Dang me, Dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High, from the highest tree
Woman would you weep for me
BeupBeupBeupBeupBeupBeupBuem
Bedabubeup
BeupBeupBeupBeupBeupBeupBuem

They say roses are red, and violets are purple
Sugars sweet and so is maple surple
But I'm the seventh out of the seven sons
My pappy was a pistol, I'm a son of a gun

So Dang me, Dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High, from the highest tree
Woman would you weep for me
BeupBeupBeupBeupBeupBeupBuem
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Well, here I sat high, getting ideas
I ain't nothing but a fool to live like this
Out all night, and running wild
Woman sitting home with a month old child

So Dang me, Dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High, from the highest tree
Woman would you weep for me
BeupBeupBeupBeupBeupBeupBuem
One More
BeupBeupBeupBeupBeupBeupBuem

Just sitting round drinking with the rest of the guys
Six rounds bought, and I bought five
Spent the groceries and half the rent
Like a hundred thousand dollars and 50 cent

So Dang me, Dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High, from the highest tree
Woman would you weep for me
BeupBeupBeupBeupBeupBeupBuem
Bedabubeup
BeupBeupBeupBeupBeupBeupBuem

They say roses are red, and violets are purple
Sugars sweet and so is maple surple
But I'm the seventh out of the seven sons
My pappy was a pistol, I'm a son of a gun

So Dang me, Dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High, from the highest tree
Woman would you weep for me
BeupBeupBeupBeupBeupBeupBuem
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Writer: Roger Miller
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC


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