Every town has its town bum
I guess ours had one
Here's a song about him, I remember him fondly
Well his name was Abner Brown
I knew an old drunk named Abner Brown
And nobody knew when he came to town
And they let him sleep in the cotton gin
He could drink more brew than an army could
But he had more friends and he did more good
So they tolerated Abner Brown
And all us kids were on his side
'Cause he told us tales till our eyes grew wide
And he made us feel bout ten feet tall
'Cause he had no kids but he claimed us all
And after school and on weekends
You could find me down at the cotton gin
The truest friend that I ever found was
A good old drunk named Abner Brown
Abner Brown, I wish that I could see you once again
I believe that you'd stack up with all the mighty men
I've met and known in all the low
And higher places that I've been
Thinking of you picks me up when I'm feeling down
I thank the Lord for making Abner Brown
Lord take me back to the cotton land
To Arkansas take me home again
Let me be the boy that I once have been
Let me walk that road to the cotton gin
He's probably dead many years ago
And gone the way that old drunks go
But I'd still like to sit me down
Talk to my old friend, Abner Brown
Abner Brown, I wish
I thank the Lord for making Abner Brown
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:05.85]Every town has its town bum
[00:07.86]I guess ours had one
[00:11.40]Here's a song about him, I remember him fondly
[00:13.86]Well his name was Abner Brown
[00:23.13]I knew an old drunk named Abner Brown
[00:28.56]And nobody knew when he came to town
[00:40.35]And they let him sleep in the cotton gin
[00:44.34]He could drink more brew than an army could
[00:49.65]But he had more friends and he did more good
[01:01.62]So they tolerated Abner Brown
[01:06.09]And all us kids were on his side
[01:11.07]'Cause he told us tales till our eyes grew wide
[01:16.50]And he made us feel bout ten feet tall
[01:20.94]'Cause he had no kids but he claimed us all
[01:27.66]And after school and on weekends
[01:32.64]You could find me down at the cotton gin
[01:38.22]The truest friend that I ever found was
[01:45.00]A good old drunk named Abner Brown
[01:49.77]Abner Brown, I wish that I could see you once again
[01:55.11]I believe that you'd stack up with all the mighty men
[01:59.40]I've met and known in all the low
[02:02.16]And higher places that I've been
[02:05.01]Thinking of you picks me up when I'm feeling down
[02:10.71]I thank the Lord for making Abner Brown
[02:18.00]Lord take me back to the cotton land
[02:23.58]To Arkansas take me home again
[02:28.62]Let me be the boy that I once have been
[02:35.31]Let me walk that road to the cotton gin
[02:39.54]He's probably dead many years ago
[02:44.85]And gone the way that old drunks go
[02:49.92]But I'd still like to sit me down
[02:56.52]Talk to my old friend, Abner Brown
[03:01.53]Abner Brown, I wish
[03:22.41]I thank the Lord for making Abner Brown
Every town has its town bum
I guess ours had one
Here's a song about him, I remember him fondly
Well his name was Abner Brown
I knew an old drunk named Abner Brown
And nobody knew when he came to town
And they let him sleep in the cotton gin
He could drink more brew than an army could
But he had more friends and he did more good
So they tolerated Abner Brown
And all us kids were on his side
'Cause he told us tales till our eyes grew wide
And he made us feel bout ten feet tall
'Cause he had no kids but he claimed us all
And after school and on weekends
You could find me down at the cotton gin
The truest friend that I ever found was
A good old drunk named Abner Brown
Abner Brown, I wish that I could see you once again
I believe that you'd stack up with all the mighty men
I've met and known in all the low
And higher places that I've been
Thinking of you picks me up when I'm feeling down
I thank the Lord for making Abner Brown
Lord take me back to the cotton land
To Arkansas take me home again
Let me be the boy that I once have been
Let me walk that road to the cotton gin
He's probably dead many years ago
And gone the way that old drunks go
But I'd still like to sit me down
Talk to my old friend, Abner Brown
Abner Brown, I wish
I thank the Lord for making Abner Brown
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:05.85]Every town has its town bum
[00:07.86]I guess ours had one
[00:11.40]Here's a song about him, I remember him fondly
[00:13.86]Well his name was Abner Brown
[00:23.13]I knew an old drunk named Abner Brown
[00:28.56]And nobody knew when he came to town
[00:40.35]And they let him sleep in the cotton gin
[00:44.34]He could drink more brew than an army could
[00:49.65]But he had more friends and he did more good
[01:01.62]So they tolerated Abner Brown
[01:06.09]And all us kids were on his side
[01:11.07]'Cause he told us tales till our eyes grew wide
[01:16.50]And he made us feel bout ten feet tall
[01:20.94]'Cause he had no kids but he claimed us all
[01:27.66]And after school and on weekends
[01:32.64]You could find me down at the cotton gin
[01:38.22]The truest friend that I ever found was
[01:45.00]A good old drunk named Abner Brown
[01:49.77]Abner Brown, I wish that I could see you once again
[01:55.11]I believe that you'd stack up with all the mighty men
[01:59.40]I've met and known in all the low
[02:02.16]And higher places that I've been
[02:05.01]Thinking of you picks me up when I'm feeling down
[02:10.71]I thank the Lord for making Abner Brown
[02:18.00]Lord take me back to the cotton land
[02:23.58]To Arkansas take me home again
[02:28.62]Let me be the boy that I once have been
[02:35.31]Let me walk that road to the cotton gin
[02:39.54]He's probably dead many years ago
[02:44.85]And gone the way that old drunks go
[02:49.92]But I'd still like to sit me down
[02:56.52]Talk to my old friend, Abner Brown
[03:01.53]Abner Brown, I wish
[03:22.41]I thank the Lord for making Abner Brown
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