D Well, you're crazy mama With your ball and chain G And your sawn off shotgun D Blown out brains, yeah D You can scandalize me Scorn my name G You can steal my money D That don't mean a doggone thing Припев: A 'Cause if you really think you can push it H G I'm gonna bust your knees with a bullet, ooh D Crazy mama, ah yeah Well, your old time religion Is just a superstition You're gonna pay high prices For your sacrifices, ah yeah All your blood and thunder Sure can't phase me none If you're gonna keep on comin' I'm gonna take it all head on Припев: And if you don't believe I'm gonna do it, yeah Just wait till you get hit by that bullet, ooh Crazy mother, ah yeah I'm comin' down to get you, boy, ooh Don't think I ain't thought about it It sure make my shackle rise And cold blood murder It make me wanna draw the line, yeah, ooh yeah Well, you're crazy mother With your ball and chain You're plain psychotic, ooh Plain insane Припев: And if you don't believe I'm gonna do it, yeah Just wait for that thud of that bullet, ooh You're crazy mother, ah yeah You're crazy mother, yeah You're crazy mother, yeah Crazy mother, yeah | ТональностьСбросить Размер шрифтаСбросить Аппликатуры аккордовA D G H |