| In the town of Louisville
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| Lived a man they call Big Bad Bill
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| I want to tell ya, he sure was tough
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| He certainly did strut their stuff
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| He had folks scared to death
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| When he walked by they held their breath
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| He was a fighting man, sure enough
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| Now Bill took himself a wife, he has to lead a different life
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| Big Bad Bill is Sweet William now
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| Married life has changed him some how
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| He’s a man that they all used to fear
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| Now the people call him sweet papa Willie dear
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| Stronger than Samson I declare
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| 'Till a hot head mama bobbed his hair
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| Big Bad Bill don’t fight anymore
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| He wash his dishes and he mobs up the floor
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| He used to spend his evenings looking for a fight
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| Now he’s got to see his mama every night
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| Big Bad Bill is Sweet William now
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| Big Bad Bill don’t fight anymore
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| He wash his dishes and he mobs up the floor
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| He used to spend his evenings looking for a fight
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| Now he’s got to see his mama every night
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| Big Bad Bill is Sweet William now |