I got an axe-handle pistol with a graveyard frame
shootin' tombstone bullets, wearin' ball and chain
I'm drinkin TNT, I'm smokin dynamite
I hope some schoolboy'll start a fight......
I'm Ready
An old blues song; I'm not sure who wrote it, but this version is
performed by Albert King
I'm ready, ready as anybody can be
I'm ready, ready as anybody can be
Now I'm ready for you,
I hope you're ready for me.
I got an axe-hounds face made on a graveyard frame
Shootin' tombstone bullets, wearin' ball and chain
I'm drinkin' TNT, smokin' dynamite
I hope some screwball...start a fight
I'm ready, ready as anybody can be
Now I'm ready for you,
I hope you're ready for me.
All you pretty little chicks with your pretty little hair,
I know you think that I ain't nowhere
But stop what your doin' an' look over here,
I'll prove to ya, baby, that I ain't no square
I'm ready, ready as anybody can be
Now I'm ready for you,
I hope you're ready for me.
I been drinkin' gin like never before
I feel so good, babe, I want you to know
One more drink, and I wish you would
I takes a whole lotta lovin' to make me feel good, cause
I'm ready, ready as anybody can be
Now I'm ready for you,
I hope you're ready for me.
