Shotgun House

Down In The Bayou
 When I Was A Boy
 Growing Up In Louisian
 We Lived In A
 Four Room Shotgun House
 Buddy It Was Long
 And Thin
 I'd Come Home In
 The Middle Of
 The Night Smelling Like
 Homemade Wine
 I'd Go Tippy Toeing
 Past Daddy's Bed
 Hoping I Could Get
 To Mine
 Living In A Shotgun House
 Living In A Shotgun House
 Sneaking In The Back
 Door Quiet As A Mouse
 Living In A Shotgun House
 Daddy Never Told Me
 Till I Was Grown
 He Was Smarter Than
 I Thought
 He Was Always Awake
 When I Came Home
 When It Was Him
 That Nearly Got Caught
 I Don't Know Why It
 Never Crossed My Mind
 I Never Did Figure It Out
 He Had To Stay
 Up Late To Father
 13 Kids
 Livin' In A Shotgun House
 Livin' In A Shotgun House
 Livin' In A Shotgun House
 Sneakin' In The Back Door
 Quiet As A Mouse
 Livin' In A Shotgun House
 Livin' In A Shotgun House
 Livin' In A Shotgun House
 That Walls Are Thin
 Be Quiet As A Mouse
 Livin' In A Shotgun House
 Livin' In A Shotgun House
 Livin' In A Shotgun House