When I get my call, boy, here's what I'm gon' do
I'm gonna get me a black cat bone, 'way down in my shoe
I've got to go to the war
If I have bad luck, I won't be back at all
Don't mind bein' drafted, don't mind bein' in line
Ain't but the one thing killin' me, leavin' these girls be--
I've got to go to the war
If I have bad luck, I won't be back at all
When I get my card, boys, Here's what I'm gonna do
I"m gonna get me a black cat bone, way down in my shoe
I've got to go to the war
If I have bad luck, I won't be back at all
Don't mind bein' drafted, don't mind bein' in line
Ain't but the one thing killin' me, leavin' these girls be--
I've got to go, oh yeah
If I have bad luck, I won't be back at all
I've got to go, oh yeah
If I have bad luck, I won't be back at all
I'm gonna get me a black cat bone, 'way down in my shoe
I've got to go to the war
If I have bad luck, I won't be back at all
Don't mind bein' drafted, don't mind bein' in line
Ain't but the one thing killin' me, leavin' these girls be--
I've got to go to the war
If I have bad luck, I won't be back at all
When I get my card, boys, Here's what I'm gonna do
I"m gonna get me a black cat bone, way down in my shoe
I've got to go to the war
If I have bad luck, I won't be back at all
Don't mind bein' drafted, don't mind bein' in line
Ain't but the one thing killin' me, leavin' these girls be--
I've got to go, oh yeah
If I have bad luck, I won't be back at all
I've got to go, oh yeah
If I have bad luck, I won't be back at all
Contributed by Bernart Bartleby - 2017/12/4 - 14:43
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