Robert Ray Poet Ballad

This Big Old Women

I WOKE UP THIS MORNING, LOOK ACROSS MY BED.
THERE WAS THIS BIG OLD WOMEN,LYING THERE IN MY BED.
SHE PUT HER ARMS AROUND ME,GAVE ME A HUG.
I FELT LIKE I WAS BEING SQUASHED LIKE A BUG.

I WENT OUT ON THE TOWN,DID ME SOME DRINKING.
I BROUGHT HER HOME,NOW WHAT WAS I THINKING?
I DONT KNOW WHAT I DONE,OR WHAT I SAID
TO HAVE THIS BIG OLD WOMEN HERE LYING IN MY BED.

LORD,LORD HAVE MERCY ON ME.
STOP MY DRINKING,SET ME FREE.
IF I DONT STOP MY DRINKING,
THIS BIG OLD WOMEN IS GOING TO BE THE DEATH OF ME

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