The Dead South - Every Man Needs a Chew Lyrics

Lyrics Every Man Needs a Chew - The Dead South



Well I sat down on the pooper
Thinkin' through and through
Sippin' on some whiskey, yeah with
A real fat chew
Well them winds they are a blowing
Wild, while I take this poo
And every man needs a chew
Driving down them prairie lands
Flat as can be
Why did my pappy leave me solo
Well that don't matter no more
Cause every man needs a chew
Well I sat down on the pooper
Thinkin' through and through
Sippin' on some whiskey, yeah with
A real fat chew
Well them winds they are blowing
Wild, while I take this poo
And every man needs a chew
Well I sat down on the pooper
Thinkin' through and through
Sippin' on some whiskey, yeah with
A real fat chew
Well them winds they are blowing
Wild, while I take this poo
And every man needs a chew



Writer(s): Daniel J Kenyon, Colton Craig Crawford, Nathaniel William Hilts, Scott Matthew Pringle


The Dead South - Illusion & Doubt
Album Illusion & Doubt
date of release
26-08-2016




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