Slap Leather Man (Performed by Hwy 65)
Singer Songwriter, real music
Singer/Songwriter
Lyrics
Performed by Highway 65
Vs. 1
I grew up in the badlands, in the desert, south USA
Learning at a young age, it’s how you say it, not what you say
Papa was a proud man, he was an old man, he died when I was 3
Mama, she would scold me, always told me just what I should be
Chrorus
You’re a hard ridin’, red neckin’ slap leather man
Your father never cried a tear, I’ll be damned if you’re not like him
Vs. 2
I shot a man on my 12th birthday, mama brought me johnnycake in jail
Said “the marshall, he’s a nice man – spend the weekend, let you go and drop the bail
But the next time earn your bounty in a county that‘s far away from here
For your mama don’t be sorry son, load your other gun, ride and have no fear
(chorus)
Vs. 3
I never saw her wind-burned face again, she was my only friend, I loved her yes I did
She always said “be the man son, remember Billy was only just the kid.”
(chorus)
