Eddy Arnold - Poor Howard - Текст песни

Poor Howard's dead and gone, left me here to sing his song

Poor Howard's dead and gone, left me here to sing his song

Poor Howard had a wife and she nagged him all his life

So he used his butcher knife---like I said he had a wife

Now poor Howard's dead and gone...

They took Howard off to jail, wouldn't let me go his bail,

They said if he is your friend, buy a lilly for his hand

Poor Howard's dead and gone...

[ ac.guitar ]

When we laid his bones to rest we fullfilled his last request

He said buddies bury me far from her as I can be

Now poor Howard's dead and gone...

His last words were "Friends, goodbye. Don't you worry; don't you cry.

I don't mind this a gettin' hung, at least I stopped her naggin' tongue."

Now poor Howard's dead and gone...