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Mean, Mean Son Of A Gun - Johnny Horton
Written by：Barry/Bentley/Davis
I'm a guy that likes his fun
And when I fight you'd better run
I'm a mean mean mean son of a gun

I'm goin' down in a middle of town
I'm goin' to shoot the first man down
I'm a mean mean mean son of a gun

My skin is hot as leather I'm as tough as any man

When I have to shave myself I use an old tin can

I wash my face in boilin' wax and scrub myself with gunny sacks
I'm a mean mean mean son of a gun

I'm mean I'm mean I'm mean

I'm a mean mean mean son of a gun

I was raised on tiger's milk
I drink corn liquor and I smoke corn silk
I'm a mean mean mean son of a gun

I chew up tin and I spit out nails
Sleep on snakes with ten foot tails
I'm a mean mean mean son of a gun

I started feelin' frisky
And I danced the other night

I fell so good I took my gun and shot out ev'ry light
Now the sheriff said get out off town
Take him six feet under ground
I'm a mean mean mean son of a gun

I'm mean I'm mean I'm mean

I'm a mean mean mean son of a gun

I throwed my saddle on a grizzly bear
Then I crawled bare handed in his mountain lair
I'm a mean mean mean son of a gun

I cut my hair on a choppin' block
And when I chopped the mountains rocked
I'm a mean mean mean son of a gun

I tangled with a wild cat just to proof that I was stout
Reached down his throat and grabbed his tail then turned him inside out

Where I was raised it's so darn tough
I had to leave it got so rough
I'm a mean mean mean son of a gun

I'm mean I'm mean I'm mean

I'm a mean mean mean son of a gun