Текст (слова) песни: Tom T. Hall - Gone To Hell In A Basket
I fished the everglades for a while Lookin` through the darkness at those alligators` eyes Three days in the sun boys ah it made me well But back in Nashville they`re just a givin` me hell Singing (he`s gone to hell in a basket) one of those hand woven caskets You got a deep question please don`t ask it but I`ve gone to hell in a basket
Them airboat boys have got their nerve Right now they`re eatin` all of `em terrible preserves Singing my new song for a sixpack of beer back in Music City this is all you can hear (He`s gone to hell in a basket...
Okefanokee ain`t so much they say the grass ain`t so tough These sawgrass neighbors know what life`s all about Meanwhile back in Nashville they`re still wearin` me out With (he`s gone to hell in a basket... What you say (he`s gone to hell in a basket... Yeah I know he`s gone to hell in a basket...
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