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Lyricist: Buck Owens and His Buckaroos
Lyrics:
Right, here's what this is the uh
You ready?
Hahahaha
W-wait a minute, wait a minute (hahahaha)
Uh, ah, you hear that?
Come here a minute
Come here a minute
You hear that lady up there laughing at you?
Which one?
That right there
Huh, what she laughing for?
Look what she walked in with (ah)
There's one called, Fun n' Games with Don and Doyle
Are you ready?
From out of the west with the hardy, high, old silver
The lone ranger rides again
Come on, boy, come on
Woah, you dumb nag
What did you say?
I said woah, you dumb nag
Now Doyle, here's an impression of the great Tex Ritter
Now, now Doyle
He's gonna be Tex Ritter
Good (hahaha)
And Don (that's me)
He gonna be Tex Ritter's horse (hahaha)
His name's dumb nag (yeah)
Now, Tex Ritter has got a brand new movie out
And, and it's called, Jealous Heart
In it, there's a midnight scene
It's about 12 o'clock
It's a desert scene, they're riding along on the desert
Him and the old horse
And ain't nobody
Ain't nobody but them and the horse and Texan
And, and uh
Tex is singing to him and when you see the new movie
You'll know what we mean when we say
Tex Ritter and his dumb horse
I mean his horse, huh
Tex, go
Tex
Jealous horse
Oh, jealous horse stop beating
(Jealous horse?) He said jealous horse?
Jealous horse
Can't you see the damage you have done
Ladies and gentlemen
Here is the horsey part of the act, horse
Easy boy
Easy you dumb nag
Ah, hahaha
That's real spit (haha)
We'll that's a real horse
Listen, Doyle
Yeah, listen
Listen
I'm listening
You, you should not be complaining (yeah)
You might have got the other end of that horse
What, other end
I think I did (wow, okay)
You have often all weep however
Jealous horse, you're not the only one
Thank you
Thank you
Saturday night down at the grand old opera in Nashville, Tennessee
Along about ten o'clock
You very often will hear the grand old man of country music
Ladies and gentlemen
Our impression of the great Ernest Tubb
To sing, Walking The Floor Over You
Cha-cha-cha
It's entitled, Walking The Floor Over You
Cha-cha-cha
Uh, will you mind fixing the hat like Ernest wears it
He wears with a brim
Everybody knows that
Yeah
Hahaha
Walking The Floor Over You
There was blood
Hair and guts
What?
Cut
I said, Walking The Floor Over You
And you said
Tell 'em
You, you said there was blood?
Yeah
Hair?
Yeah
One more
And guts?
Yeah
That ain't all
Oh
Blood, hair, guts
And cigarette butts
Oh
When I walk the floor over you
Ahaha
Ladies and gentlemen
Here's an impression
Of Johnny Cash
When he's out of gas
Okay?
Okay
Are you gonna pick Luther for me on the guitar?
Yeah
Johnny's got a guitar picker
He called him Luther for you
You be Johnny for me
And I'll be Luther to you
You give me an introduction
And I'll give you a little bit of this
Good
I'm gonna introduce you now
Stand up and look dead (woah)
Oh, pick the hell out of it, Luther
Hold up (woah, woah)
Here he goes (ready?)
Wait, wait, wait
Wait, wait
Scratch, Luther
Not that way you dumb nag
Yeah, yeah, you the horse
The taste of love is sweet (there we go)
When hearts like ours meet
I stole your wife and that's a fact
Doyle
I stole your wife and that's a fact?
No
I stole your wife and that's a fact?
No
Well then what?
I stole your wife and that's a fact (okay)
Quit singing about my wife
Well I desire to hear the rest of this is
Okay
Just stole my wife and that's a fact
She ain't no good so you can have her back
Oh, no
Thank you
Thank you very much
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you very much
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