Old Sam

Timber Ridge, Virginia is a mighty fine place
 From that soil sprung a leader of the human race
 He had eyes full of thunderstorms and hair like gold
 He was seven foot tall when he was six years old
 Old Sam, Big Sam
 Down in Alabama in 1812
 He and Andy Jackson raised all kind of hell
 Got shot by an arrow but he had no fear
 Hero was the job that he chose for his career
 Old Sam, Big Sam
 But Sam got tired of being the governor of Tennessee
 So the Raven flew south to be a drunk Cherokee
 He slapped a nasty Congressman right in the face
 He said y'all go to hell, I'm gonna find a better place for
 Old Sam, Big Sam
 He rambled on down to western Arkansas
 Kicked around Oklahoma where he took up with a squaw
 In those days Texas was damn near Mexico
 Old Sam decided next that was where he's gonna go
 Old Sam, Big Sam
 That devil Santa Anna was a molester and a thief
 Getting him throwed out a Texas was a mighty big relief
 After swatting Santa Anna like you would a pesky fly
 He drank a river full of whiskey and ate a piece of pie
 Old Sam, Big Sam
 Sam told folks not to start a Civil War
 But they told Sam just to go and find the door
 He sired eight more kids on the Gulf Coast plain
 They don't bear the scars but they all bear the name of
 Old Sam, Big Sam
 Sam Houston stood tall, he was true and tough
 That statue's pretty big, but it ain't big enough for
 Old Sam, for Big Sam
 Old Sam