Mel Tillis Lyrics
"Son of a Bum"

(Mel Tillis)

Well I was born in a tumbled down shack
One quarter of a mile from a railroad track
Mama was a drifter daddy was a bum
And they didn't want a little hobo son
But things do happen and here I am
Just outside of Birmingham
Train's slowing down and I'm gonna jump up
I'm gonna spread my wings and look all about.

Give me the whip of the whippoorwill
A whippin' it up on the lonely hill
Give me the sun the stars and the rain
Sneaky peaky wine in the blood of my veins.
'Cause I'm a son of a bum I'm a son of a bum
I'm a son of a bum son of a bum, bum, bum
Free as the breeze and I'm easy to please.

Fussin' and a fightin' and a goin' to war
People don't know what the living's for
Money money money that's all folks know
They could learn a lesson from a rich hobo
Got no worries and no regrets
Got no money but I got no debts
Rabbit in the picket and the fish in the brook
And I've got mu supper if I got me a hook.

Give me the whip of the whippoorwill
A whippin' it up on the lonely hill
Give me the sun the stars and the rain
Sneaky peaky wine in the blood of my veins.
'Cause I'm a son of a bum I'm a son of a bum
I'm a son of a bum son of a bum, bum, bum
Free as the breeze and I'm easy to please.

I'm a son of a bum I'm just easy to please
Lord, I'm a son of a bum...