"E. E. Lawson" as written by and Steve Cash....
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


Lyrics submitted by Buddha of Suburbia

"E. E. Lawson" as written by Steve Cash

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Lyrics powered by LyricFind


E. E. Lawson song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain