E. E. Lawson Lyrics

E. E. Lawson at the general store
Highway K with the red front door
A pot belly stove and a hardwood floor

You call E. E. Lawson and what does he send?
He sends eggs, chicks, chicks and hens
Cocks and hides and butter-fat skins

E. E. Lawson, he's a hell of a man
E. E. Lawson for a one-night stand
E. E. Lawson, he got him a plan

You go to E. E. Lawson on a Saturday night
The heat's out front but they're rockin' inside
You knock three times and you know it's all right

You go to E. E. Lawson and what do you find?
You find dogs, hogs, frogs, and wine Home-made beer and a lot of free time

E. E. Lawson, he's a hell of a man
E. E. Lawson for a one-night stand
E. E. Lawson, he got him a plan

E. E. Lawson on a Sunday morn
He's sittin' on the porch with a barrel of corn
He don't talk back but a day's been born

You call E. E. Lawson and what does he send?
He sends eggs, chicks, chicks, and hens
Cocks and hides and butter-fat skins

E. E. Lawson, he's a hell of a man
E. E. Lawson for a one-night stand
E. E. Lawson, he got him a plan
He got him a plan

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