The Tractors - Thirty Days Lyrics
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Thirty Days
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What Are The Lyrics For Thirty Days By The Tractors?
I'm gonna give you thirty days to get back home
I've been talkin' to the gypsy woman on the telephone She's gonna send out a world wide hoodoo That'd be the very thing that'll suit you I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days Oh thirty days Oh thirty days Gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days Gonna send out a worldwide hoodoo Be the very thing that'll suit you Gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days I've been talkin' to the judge in private early this morning He done carried me to the sheriff's office to sign a warrant Gonna put across charges against you That'll be the very thing that'll send you I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days Oh thirty days Oh thirty days Gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days Gonna put across charges against you That'll be the very thing that'll send you I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days If i don't get no satisfaction from the judge I'm gonna take it to the FBI as a personal grudge If i don't get no consolation I'm gonna take it to the united nation I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days Oh thirty days Oh thirty days I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days If i don't get me no consolation I'm gonna take it to the united nation I'm gonna see that you'll be back home in thirty days |
Who Wrote Thirty Days By The Tractors?
Chuck Berry
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