Well Shakey Jack is 103
Still strong as Hickory
Swigs of mountain dew was his release
I know his only fear was country vulgar cold and clear
Throughout the day he`d booze and keep the peace
He knows the best way to success
Is a proud fierce woman and a jar of whiskey
Someway however you can
It`s all right by me
Well I`d stake my claim but my mule got lame
How lucky can a poor boy be
Don`t you know that some bum
Stole my pig pet
Don`t ask me how he gets in this fix
But I`d sure like to play some licksy game
`Cause I earn my pay and park it all on me
There`s my brown dog barking
There`s my landlord humming
Soh! Yerr! Someway whatever you name
Its all right by me
Well I`d cut my corn
But my leg got torn
How lucky can a poor boy be
Soh! Yerr! Someway whatever you name
Its all right by me
Well I`d cut my corn
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