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Me and Jimmie Rodgers used to ride them rollin' box cars In the summertime And Jimmie he'd play his guitar And I'd lay back and watch the stars and sip my wine. And me and Audie Murphy used to crawl out on our bellies Through the German lines No Audie, I won't leave you here. I'll pull you through 'Cause buddy you're a pal of mine. Me and Phil Rizzuto didn't we move around like lightnin' On the double play And I'd look over in the stands, and Marilyn would see me And she'd smile and wave. Hell no, Coach Lombardi, this broken back ain't nothin'. If the game was save And fellas, if I don't pull through Just put a little golden football On my grave. John Wayne he once said to me them Japs'll take the island And we gotta save the ol' red white and blue Someone's gotta swim out to the submarine and warn 'em And, kid, you know I hate like hell to ask you to. Letras de canciones Me and Rocky Marciano used to spar together Up in Stillman's gym Knowin' someday it would be the Garden And a championship For me or him. And Coop, if no one in this town is man enough to back you When Frank Miller comes Come high noon, I'll walk with you. I may be young, But I know how to use a gun. Betty Grable, don't you cry. You know you can be a star And with my drinkin', I'd just hold you back Go on sign the contracts, hon, and I'll read about you in Some old newspaper blown' 'cross some lonesome hobo camp. 'Cause me and Jimmie Rodgers we still ride them rollin' box cars In the summertime And Jimmie he play his guitar while I lay back And watch the stars and sip my wine. And me and Audie Murphy we still crawl out on our bellies Through the German lines. No, Audie, I won't leave you here. I'll pull you through cause, buddy, you're a pal of mine. Hey, Marilyn, come on over here and hold me close to you And kiss me one last time. From Letras Mania