Grandpappy told my pappy, back in my day, son
A man had to answer for the wicked that he done
Take all the rope in texas
Find a tall oak tree, round up all of them bad boys
If you worked your hands in wood would you still love me
Answer me, babe, Yes I would, I’d put you above me
And if you were a miller, had a millwheel grinding
Would you see it written on my figs I am here for the finding
I took you home from a party and we kissed in fun
A few stolen kisses and no harm was done
Instead of stopping when we could, we went right on
‘Til suddenly we found that the brakes were gone
Now, when I was just a little boy,
Standin’ to my Daddy’s knee,
My poppa said, “Son, don’t let the man get you
Do what he done to me.”
‘Cause he’ll get you,
‘Cause he’ll get you now, now.