The McClymonts

The McClymonts - Cannonball lyrics

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Brooke McClymont/Erin Sherlock<br>

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Momma had two girls, pretty little angels<br>

Bows & 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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