Happy Son Of A Gun — текст песни (The Buck Owen`s Buckaroos)

[ Don Rich ]
Pick a little cotton put it in the wagon make it to the gin and then
Get yourself some money and take out your honey and do it all over again
Oh that`s a life of a country boy he works from sun to sun
He`s just a hard workin` country lad but he`s a happy son of a gun
He`s just a hard workin` country boy out on the farm workin` from dawn to dusk
A pickin` the cotton and plowin` the fields and doin` the things he must
But on Saturday he`ll hit for town to have himself a little fun
And when he`s stumpin` on a honky tonk hardwood floor he`s a happy son of a gun
[ guitar ]
Well a country boy`s got a wearied back cause workin` is all he`s known
Ain`t got much just a blackland farm but that blackland farm`s his own
He don`t have to answer to any man and worries has enough
And you can tell my lookin` this country boy`s just a happy son of a gun
He`s just a hard workin`...
And when he`s stumpin` on a honky tonk hardwood floor he`s a happy son of a gun