Connie Smith - I'm Little But I'm Loud lyrics

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A lots of folks have told me I got poor

For I got right a winter apple picked up in the fall

But even as a young'n I was not the bashful type

Cause I could yell up loud to stop them all

I'm little but I'm loud I'm poor but I'm proud

I'm countrified and I don't care who knows it

I'm like a Banty Rooster in a big red rooster crowd

I'm puny short and little but I'm loud

[ fiddle ]

I learned to do my singing walking long behind a plow

The singing teacher always passed me by

And so I had to sing the only way I know how just rear back open up and let her fly

Well I'm little but I'm loud...

[ steel - ac.guitar ]

Well I sang a special solo song in church one Sunday morn

And I was plumbin' barest to my skin

I hit a high and turn around and as sure as I was burn

Two cows and fourteen herses come walking in

I'm little but I'm loud...

I'm puny short and little but I'm loud