I'm Little, But I'm Loud
Composer(s): Jimmy Dickens; Boudleaux Bryant
Performer(s): Little Jimmy Dickens
and multiple other artists



A lot of folks have told me I got poor, but 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

I learned to do my singin' walkin' long behind the plow
The singin' teacher always passed me by
And so I had to sing the only way that I know how
Just rear back, open up and let her fly

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

I sang a special solo song in church one Sunday morn
And I was plumbin' barest to my skin
I hit a high and turned around, and as sure as I was born
Two cows and fourteen horses came walkin' in

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
I'm puny, short and little, but I'm loud