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You Ainít Heard Nothiní Till You Hear Him Roar !

(Bob Nolan)

 

Sing along with Pat Brady and the Sons of the Pioneers

 

Iím tough as a boot and a wild galoot

And a son of the lone prairie.

(Heís tough as a boot and a son of the lone prairie.)

 I drink raw liquor, my trigger handís quicker

Than the human eye can see.

(You ainít heard nothiní till you hear him roar!)

Iím a high strung lad and my temperamentís bad

And the least thing makes me sore.

(You ainít heard nothiní till you hear him roar!)

 

Once Jesse James took careful aim

With sixty rounds of lead.

(Once Jesse James took sixty rounds of lead.)

On my chest they cracked and they all bounced back

And killed poor Jesse dead.

(You ainít heard nothiní till you hear him roar!)

Iím a high strung lad and my temperamentís bad

And the least thing makes me sore.

(You ainít heard nothiní till you hear him roar!)

 

When they made this land they needed a plan

For the toughest man to be.

(They needed a plan for the toughest man to be.)

So the recipe came and they built the frame

And then they assembled me.

(You ainít heard nothiní till you hear him roar!)

Iím a high strung lad and my temperamentís bad

And the least thing makes me sore.

(You ainít heard nothiní till you hear him roar!)

 

 

 

 

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For permission to record Bob Nolan's music, contact: The Songwriterís Guild of America