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I was framin' houses in Houston one August afternoon |
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When the foreman's wife pulled up in her Lincoln and she said I been looking for you |
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The old man went home early do you wanna take a ride to town |
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I said I guess it couldn't do no harm and I threw my hammer down |
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We were shootin' straight tequila when the foreman came stormin' in |
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He said honey now didn't I warn you what I'd do if I caught you again |
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She pulled out her little pistol she fired and he hit the ground |
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She grabbed my arm we jumped into that Lincoln and I put that hammer down |
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Hammer down hammer down don't look back it's too late now |
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Ain't nothin' you can do about it anyhow |
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Just put that hammer put that hammer down |
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Well I heard the sirens moanin' just east of New Orleans |
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She cried out to the trooper thank God you rescued me |
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When they dragged me into the courtroom I knew where I was bound |
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That old judge threw the book at me then he threw his hammer down |
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Hammer down hammer down don't look back it's too late now |
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Ain't nothin' you can do about it anyhow |
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Just throw that hammer throw that hammer down |
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On a chain gang out of Houston one August afternoon |
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I see that same old Lincoln and at the wheel there's a brand new fool |
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Then the warden taps my shoulder says son quit your foolin' around |
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In ninety-nine years you can lay that hammer down |
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Oh hammer down hammer down don't look back it's too late now |
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Ain't nothin' you can do about it anyhow |
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Throw that hammer throw that hammer down |
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Just swing that hammer swing that hammer down swing that hammer down |
