Friday, November 28, 2003

Let's Go See Woody

Let's go see Woody

We'll hang around his shop

Far from the market square

Far from the traffic cop

He'll share Budweiser

And Riders in the Sky

And then he'll stumble home

Like you and I

 

When I was twenty-two

I wed his little girl

She was his favorite thing

In this whole wide world

He didn't like me much

I thought I might get shot

Before our common love of beer and pot

 

Let's go see Woody

We'll hang around his shop

Far from the market square

Far from the traffic cop

He'll share Budweiser

And Riders in the Sky

And then he'll stumble home

Like you and I

 

Won't have to work a lot

We'll mostly hang around

We'll watch him strip a stool

And stain it brown

He'll even cane the seat

Before the job's complete

And then he'll feed us all on smokey meat

 

Let's go see Woody

We'll hang around his shop

Far from the market square

Far from the traffic cop

He'll share Budweiser

And Riders in the Sky

And then he'll stumble home

Like you and I

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