Paroles de I'm little but i'm loud

A lots of folks have told me i got poor
For i got right a winter apple picked up in the fall
But even as a young'n i was not the bashful type
Cause i could yell up loud to stop them all
I'm little but i'm loud i'm poor but i'm proud
I'm countrified and i don't care who knows it
I'm like a banty rooster in a big red rooster crowd
I'm puny short and little but i'm loud
( fiddle )
I learned to do my singing walking long behind a plow
The singing teacher always passed me by
And so i had to sing the only way i know how just rear back open up and let her fly
Well i'm little but i'm loud...
( steel - ac.guitar )
Well i sang a special solo song in church one sunday morn
And i was plumbin' barest to my skin
I hit a high and turn around and as sure as i was burn
Two cows and fourteen herses come walking in
I'm little but i'm loud...
I'm puny short and little but i'm loud