Somebody’s Got to Go Songtext
von Casey Bill Weldon
Somebody’s Got to Go Songtext
Well well me and my woman, we can′t get along no more
Well well me and my woman, we can't get along no more
Well well I don′t want you hanging around, ooh somebody sure have to go
Well well you been telling everybody, you been playing in luck
My wife cook me neckbones and beans, why'd you cook me chicken and duck
So somebody, somebody will have to go
Therefore I don't want you, ooh a-hanging around my house no more
Well well you said I was your friend, and a friend you sure did like
But as soon as I′m gone, you always bite me in the back
So I don′t want you, hanging around my wife no more
Therefore I'm sorry buddy, ooh somebody will have to go
Well I come home in the evening, when my day′s work is done
My bed is all turned up, and my supper's never done
So I don′t want you, hanging around my home no more
Well well I'm sorry buddy, ooh someone will sure have to go
Well well so look a‑here buddy, now don′t get hard
Because somebody, can't go to the graveyard
It may be three and it may be two
And it may be me, and it may be you
So I don't want you, hanging around my home no more
Well well I′m sorry buddy, ooh someone will sure have to go
Well well me and my woman, we can't get along no more
Well well I don′t want you hanging around, ooh somebody sure have to go
Well well you been telling everybody, you been playing in luck
My wife cook me neckbones and beans, why'd you cook me chicken and duck
So somebody, somebody will have to go
Therefore I don't want you, ooh a-hanging around my house no more
Well well you said I was your friend, and a friend you sure did like
But as soon as I′m gone, you always bite me in the back
So I don′t want you, hanging around my wife no more
Therefore I'm sorry buddy, ooh somebody will have to go
Well I come home in the evening, when my day′s work is done
My bed is all turned up, and my supper's never done
So I don′t want you, hanging around my home no more
Well well I'm sorry buddy, ooh someone will sure have to go
Well well so look a‑here buddy, now don′t get hard
Because somebody, can't go to the graveyard
It may be three and it may be two
And it may be me, and it may be you
So I don't want you, hanging around my home no more
Well well I′m sorry buddy, ooh someone will sure have to go
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