Out Behind the Barn Songtext
von ‘Little’ Jimmy Dickens
Out Behind the Barn Songtext
My pappy used to tan my hide out behind the barn
He taught me to be dignified out behind the barn
When he took his strap to me
And turned me down across his knee.
He sure did hurt my dignity out behind the barn
I smoked my first cigarette out behind the barn
And that′s one day I won't forget
Out behind the barn.
I got so sick you should have seen
Jow that tobacco turned me green
I almost died from nicotine
Out behind the barn.
I got my education out behind the barn
And I ain′t a foolin', no siree
Passed each examination out behind the barn
But it almost made a wreck out of me.
--- Instrumental ---
I met a pretty girl one day out behind the barn
She wanted me to stay and play out behind the barn
She taught me to kiss and pet that's a game I can′t forget
′Cause we still play the same game yet out behind the barn.
I wish that I could go again out behind the barn
And do some things that I did then out behind the barn
Now you may think it ain't no fun to be a poor old farmer′s son
You just don't know what all I′ve done out behind the barn.
I got my education out behind the barn
And I ain't a foolin′, no siree
Passed each examination out behind the barn
But it almost made a wreck out of me...
He taught me to be dignified out behind the barn
When he took his strap to me
And turned me down across his knee.
He sure did hurt my dignity out behind the barn
I smoked my first cigarette out behind the barn
And that′s one day I won't forget
Out behind the barn.
I got so sick you should have seen
Jow that tobacco turned me green
I almost died from nicotine
Out behind the barn.
I got my education out behind the barn
And I ain′t a foolin', no siree
Passed each examination out behind the barn
But it almost made a wreck out of me.
--- Instrumental ---
I met a pretty girl one day out behind the barn
She wanted me to stay and play out behind the barn
She taught me to kiss and pet that's a game I can′t forget
′Cause we still play the same game yet out behind the barn.
I wish that I could go again out behind the barn
And do some things that I did then out behind the barn
Now you may think it ain't no fun to be a poor old farmer′s son
You just don't know what all I′ve done out behind the barn.
I got my education out behind the barn
And I ain't a foolin′, no siree
Passed each examination out behind the barn
But it almost made a wreck out of me...
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