Letras
Full o’ whiskey chock’ a fightin’ he’d punch like fourth proof lightnin’
Could shoot the tail right off a squealin’ pig
Fought bargers also flatters, to him it didn’t matter
Broadside Ballads often get too big
Known for his short fuse, for any actin’ unamused
Put another feather in his cap
King of keelboatin’ fame, never once pulled up lame
‘Til the day he left the old Massassap…
The one and only big Mike Fink pushed the river to the brink
Charging up and down the Ohio
Did ya know, did ya think, that your boat would never sink?
Bullies, and braggarts come and go…
1815 called you West, but the rockies were not blessed
Faithful Amy always by your side
Lifetime of expedition, to hell with your tradition
Why’d you have to take one more ride?
Barroom bluster trades for clout, could’ve used a scrap of doubt
When that drunken stupor made your rifle slow
Mug ‘o beer top Amy’s head, aimed too low and now she’s dead
So Talbot dropped the curtain on your show…
The one and only big Mike Fink pushed the river to the brink
Charging up and down the Ohio
Did ya know, did ya think, hard to see when you don’t blink
Bullies, and braggarts come and go…
The one and only big Mike Fink pushed that river to the brink
Charging up and down the Ohio
Did ya know, did ya think, hard to see when you don’t blink
Bullies, and braggarts come and go…
Did ya know, did ya think, that your boat would never sink?
Bullies, and braggarts come and go…
Bullies, and braggarts come and go…