Ham Hound Grave Songtext
von Michael Jerome Browne

You can read my letter
Sure, I′ll know my mind
You can read my letter
Sure, I'll know my mind
Well, you think I′m loving you
Even all the time

I ain't got nobody
All here by myself
I ain't got nobody
All here by myself
I ain′t got nobody
All here by myself


Let me be your sometime ′til you'll always come
Let me be your sometime ′til you'll always come
Girl, I′ll do more for you than he has always ever done

I don't want no hog head, don′t eat no berries
Don't want no backbone, or you know kiss, kiss
Mama got a hambone, I wonder can I get it boiled?
You know these Nashville women 'bout to let my hambone spoil

Early chruch bell′s a-ringin′
The preacher preachin', secretary′s a-writin', the members shoutin′
No doubt dirty deacon get my girl and gone
Well, and all these children, 'bout to learn this song

Let me be your rocker ′til your straight chair come
Let me be your rocker 'til your straight chair come
You know I'll rock you easier than straight chair ever done