Old Man Gillich Songtext
Old man Gillich was a self-made man
Big old gangster from the southern land
Was the DEA's most wanted man
5011 cases of contraband
Had a shrimp boat fleet in Bayou La Batre
To mule run the coke from Columbia
Gotta bootleg ring in Biloxi
Leader of the Dixie Mafia
He's was the baddest mamajama
From New Orleans to Alabama
Somebody had to pay off the cartel, pay off the Coast Guard
Pay off the governor to pay off the truck
High time for high crime, down on the shoreline
Gone turn a blind eye, keep ya mouth shut
Mess around and ya mighta went missing
At the hands of a Mississippi man by the name of Old Gillich
Old man Gillich stood ten feet tall
Way up the ladder and above the law
If ya get jammed up he's the one to call
Heard he killed a man at a Mardi Gras ball
Wore a Stetson hat, boots to match
With beach nut tucked in his dungarees
He would take you out back, always strapped
With a colt .45 that he named Loreen
She could tell a tale or two
You better hope that it ain't about you
Somebody had to pay off the cartel, pay off the Coast Guard Pay off the governor to pay off the truck
High time for high crime, down on the shoreline
Gone turn a blind eye, keep ya mouth shut
Mess around and ya mighta went missing
At the hands of a Mississippi man by the name of Old Gillich
Pay off the cartel, pay off the Coast Guard
Pay off the governor to pay off the truck
High time for high crime, down on the shoreline
Gone turn a blind eye, keep ya mouth shut
Mess around and ya mighta went missing
At the hands of a Mississippi man by the name of Old Gillich
Big old gangster from the southern land
Was the DEA's most wanted man
5011 cases of contraband
Had a shrimp boat fleet in Bayou La Batre
To mule run the coke from Columbia
Gotta bootleg ring in Biloxi
Leader of the Dixie Mafia
He's was the baddest mamajama
From New Orleans to Alabama
Somebody had to pay off the cartel, pay off the Coast Guard
Pay off the governor to pay off the truck
High time for high crime, down on the shoreline
Gone turn a blind eye, keep ya mouth shut
Mess around and ya mighta went missing
At the hands of a Mississippi man by the name of Old Gillich
Old man Gillich stood ten feet tall
Way up the ladder and above the law
If ya get jammed up he's the one to call
Heard he killed a man at a Mardi Gras ball
Wore a Stetson hat, boots to match
With beach nut tucked in his dungarees
He would take you out back, always strapped
With a colt .45 that he named Loreen
She could tell a tale or two
You better hope that it ain't about you
Somebody had to pay off the cartel, pay off the Coast Guard Pay off the governor to pay off the truck
High time for high crime, down on the shoreline
Gone turn a blind eye, keep ya mouth shut
Mess around and ya mighta went missing
At the hands of a Mississippi man by the name of Old Gillich
Pay off the cartel, pay off the Coast Guard
Pay off the governor to pay off the truck
High time for high crime, down on the shoreline
Gone turn a blind eye, keep ya mouth shut
Mess around and ya mighta went missing
At the hands of a Mississippi man by the name of Old Gillich
