Hannamariah
An old song gets Rock-A-Billyfied. I took my favorite parts of several versions and put them together with my own ideas.
Hannamariah
There’s a girl in this old town
She weighs 400 and 80 pounds
Purple hair and a winkin’ eye
The boys all call her Hannamariah
Oh me my ain’t I high?
Sling em around and so will I
You got your pie and your oyster fry
But I’m going home with Hannamariah
The boys went wild the other night
They started in to shootin’ and started to fight
I threw 3 rocks and away I run
I didn’t have no Gatling gun
Oh me my ain’t I high?
Sling em around and so will I
You got your pie and your oyster fry
But I’m going home with Hannamariah
They chased me into the piney wood
I hid behind a tree but it did no good
One of em knocked me 10 feet high
But I came down for Hannamariah
Oh me my ain’t I high?
Sling em around and so will I
Look out boy I’m gonna black your eye
If you start home with Hannamariah
Oh me my ain’t I high?
Sling em around and so will I
Ramalama Marinara Panorama pie
Mariana Alabama Hannamariah!