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In the town of Louisville |
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They got a man they call Big Bad Bill |
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I want to tell you, he sure was tough |
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And he certainly did strut his stuff |
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He had folks all scared to death |
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When he walked by they all held their breath |
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He was a fighting man, sure enough |
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Now Bill got himself a wife and he leads a different life |
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'Cause Big Bad Bill is Sweet William now |
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Married life has changed him some how |
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Well, he's the man the town used to fear |
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But now the people call him sweet papa Willie dear |
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Stronger than Samson I declare |
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'Til the brown skinned woman bobbed his hair |
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Big Bad Bill don't fight anymore |
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Well, he wash his dishes and he might swob the floor |
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Well, he used to spend his evenings lookin' for a fight |
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Now he gotta see his mama every night |
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Big Bad Bill is Sweet William now |
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Well, he used to spend his evenings lookin' for a fight |
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Now he gotta see his mama every night |
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Big Bad Bill is Sweet William now |