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Stompin' Tom Connors
Stompin' Tom Connors
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Stompin' Tom Connors
Stompin' Tom Connors
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Stompin' Tom Connors
Stompin' Tom Connors
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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Twang twang a-diddle dang a diddle danga
Twang-a twang-a twang a-diddle dang another dang twang
Another dang twang, another dang twang
[Verse 2]
I've been married now for a year or more
And my old guitar hangs by the door
That woman of mine says, hock that, Luke
'Cause your mama dear needs a brand new suit
Well, I hocked my watch and I sold my dog
And I pawned the gasoline stove
I hocked my ring and everything
Just to keep that woman in clothes
I even pawned the cat and I hocked my boots
And I sold the family car
Well, that woman of mine will be a hundred and nine
Before I hock my old guitar
[Verse 3]
Twang twang a-diddle dang a diddle danga
Twang-a twang-a twang, twang a-diddle dang another dang twang
Another dang twang, another dang twang
[Verse 4]
She went out one day last week, I guess
And she won't come back until I say yes
In answer to her, hock that, Luke
My old guitar for a swimming suit
That'll be the day when I pawn my heart
Like I pawned the gasoline stove
I hocked my ring and everything
Just to keep that woman in clothes
I even pawned the cat and I hocked my boots
And I sold the family car
But that woman of mine will be old and blind before I hock my old guitar
Well, that woman of mine will be old and blind
Before I hock my old guitar
[Verse 5]
Twang twang a-diddle rahr like a fanga fanga
Twang twang a-diddle dang another dang twang
Another dang twang, another dang twang
[Verse 6]
If she don't come back, I won't be sore
'Cause I don't give a hoot about her no more
A man gets tired of, hock that, Luke
That woman of mine's too bad to shoot
And I'll hock my watch and I sold my dog
And I pawned the gasoline stove
I hocked my ring and everything
Just to keep that woman in clothes
I even pawned the cat and I hocked my boots
And I sold the family car
But that woman of mine'll be in a box of pine before I hock my old guitar!
Well, that woman of mine will be in a box of pine
Before I hock my old guitar
[Verse 7]
Twang twang a-diddle rahr like a fanga fanga
Twang twang a-diddle dang another dang twang
Another dang twang, another dang twang
[Verse 8]
This song ain't over yet
Still another dang twang and another dang twang
And another dang twang and another dang twang
And another dang twang and another dang twang...
Written by: Stompin' Tom Connors
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