by Roger Miller

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Beau Beau Beau Beau Beum
Boop Boop Boop Boop Boop Boop Boow
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Well, here I sat high, getting ideas
I ain't nothing but a fool to live like this
Out all night, running wild,
Woman sitting home with a month old child

Chorus:
I said, Dang me, Dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High, from the highest tree
Woman would you weep for me

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Beau Beau Beau Beum
One More time
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Beau Beau Beau Beum

Sitting round drinking with the rest of the guys
Six rounds bought, and I bought five
I spent the groceries and half the rent,
Like 14 dollers and 27 cents

Chorus:
I said, Dang me, Dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High, from the highest tree
Woman, would you weep for me

Beup Beup Beup Beup Beup Beup Buep
Beau Beau Beau Beum
One More time
Beup Beup Beup Beup Beup Beup Buep
Beau Beau Beau Beum

Roses are red, and violets are purple
Sugars sweet and so is maple surple
But I'm the seventh out of the seven sons
My daddy was a pistol, I'm a son of a gun

Chorus:
I said, Dang me, Dang me
They ought to take a rope and hang me
High, from the highest tree
Woman would you weep for me

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Beau Beau Beau Beum
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Beau Beau Beau Beum
Beau Beau Beau Beap