There's a story that we like to tell,
Down in the back room we know so well.
Southside of Austin,
Where these blackout monkeys woke-up often.
In a dirty saloon, yes, the room is a mess,
Where the girls are over thirty,
And the boys are overdressed .
And on the stage played a man they'd call;
Mr Orson Brawl.
And his band the stool pigeons,
They got that speak easy peaking.
And now the floorboards are creaking,
And the men wanna kill him,
Cause their women are peaking.
Only when they call,
Mr. Orson Brawl,
You had it ah-ah-all.
You had it ah-ah-all.
You had it ah-ah-all.
Mr. Orson Brawl,
You had it ah-ah-all.
You had it ah-ah-all.
You had it ah-ah-all.
He threw the false prophet down the wishing well..
Oh well,
Yes, he threw the false prophet down the wishing well,
Oh well, oh well
Now we're talking in dollars and cents
E Pluribus Unum is,
From many we've come and
From many we went,
But thats done son, you got her pregnant,
Mr. Orson Brawl,
You had it ah-ah-all.
You had it ah-ah-all.
You had it ah-ah-all.
Mr. Orson Brawl,
You had it ah-ah-all.
You had it ah-ah-all.
You had it ah-ah-all.
He had a daughter,
Oh he had a daughter,
Yes a beautiful baby girl,
He had a daughter,
He had a daughter,
What did he call her, his baby girl,
He had a daughter,
He had a daughter,
Heaven laughing the day she was born,
He had a daughter,
He had a daughter,
He had a daughter and he called her rock ' roll,
She'd say hey big daddy (hey big daddy)
He'd say hey there little daughter,
She'd say hey big daddy (hey big daddy)
He'd say hey there little daughter,
She'd say hey big daddy (hey big daddy)
He'd say hey there little daughter,
She'd say I love you daddy (i love you daddy)
He'd say, I love you rock ' roll!
Mr. Orson Brawl,
You had it ah-ah-all.
You had it ah-ah-all.
You had it ah-ah-all.
Mr. Orson Brawl,
You had it ah-ah-all.
You had it ah-ah-all.
You had it ah-ah-all.
Mr. Orson Brawl,
You had it ah-ah-all.
You had it ah-ah-all.
You had it ah-ah-all.
Mr. Orson Brawl,
You had it ah-ah-all.
You had it ah-ah-all.
You had it ah-ah-all.