The McClymonts - Cannonball lyrics
rate me<br>
Brooke McClymont/Erin Sherlock<br>
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Momma had two girls, pretty little angels<br>
Bows &amp; dresses and sunday school<br>
Along came the baby, oh lord save me<br>
Must've been born 'neath an angry moon<br>
Oh momma cried 'what did i do?'<br>
She didn't like playin with baby dolls<br>
She didn't play nice with the other girls<br>
She grew lean, she grew tall<br>
Racin round the town like a cannonball<br>
Oh daddy yelled 'girl, get back to school'<br>
Many hearts will fall<br>
She'll take your number but never call<br>
And when she flies she's beautiful<br>
Cause you can't hold onto a cannonball<br>
She don't drink tea, no, with the ladies<br>
She's down at the creek where the boys go wild<br>
Raisin hell and drivin them crazy<br>
Beingin love just ain't her style<br>
Oh the preacher cried 'lord how I've tried'<br>
Many hearts will fall<br>
She'll take your number but never call<br>
And when she flies she's beautiful<br>
Cause you can't hold onto a cannonball<br>
When the rooster starts to crow<br>
Shell be up, she'll be gone<br>
You've been told and you've been warned<br>
You can't hold onto a cannonball<br>
any hearts will fall<br>
She'll take your number but never call<br>
When she flies she's beautiful<br>
Cos you can't hold onto a cannonball<br>
Can't hold on<br>
Can't hold onto a cannonball<br>
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