Since it is getting to be camping time I thought that I would put some lyrics of some of the songs that my family has sung for many years. Enjoy.
BESSIE THE HEIFER
Recorded by: "Little" Jimmy Dickens
Writer: Boudleaux Bryant and Jimmy Dickens
[C] My daddy gave a calf to me
For a Christmas present [G7] once
I picked a little heifer out
'Cause both of us were [C] runts
She never had no sense
But she grew up allright some-[G7] how
And when it came to givin' milk
She was an educated [C] cow.
CHORUS
[C] Bessie the heifer
The [F] queen of all [C] cows
She gave more milk
Than any law al-[G7] lows
In the [C] mornin' she gave pasteurized
At [F] nite she gave homogenized
[C] Bessie the heifer
The [G7] queen of all the [C] cows.
I took her to the county fair
To try to win a prize
She knew what was goin' on
I saw it in her eyes
The contest made her nervous
She tried so hard to please
But when I tried to milk her
All I got was cottage cheese.
CHORUS
I planted me a 'tater patch
To earn some extra dough
To take a short vacation
With some city folks I know
But no one else would milk the cow
No matter how I'd nag
So pa took my vacation
Leavin' me to hold the bag.
CHORUS
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We had some chickens
No eggs would they lay
We had some chickens
No eggs would they lay
My wife said, Honey
We're los'in money
An' that ain't funny
Why won't they lay eggs
Then one day a rooster
Came into our yard
An' caught those chickens
Completely off guard
They're lay'in eggs now
Just like they use'ter
Ever since that rooster
Came into our yard
They're lay'in eggs now
Just like they use'ter
Ever since that rooster
Came into our yard
We had some milk cows
No milk would they give
We had some milk cows
No milk would they give
My wife said, Honey
We're los'in money
An' that ain't funny
Why won't they give milk
Then one day a rooster
Came into our yard
An' caught those milk cows
Completely off guard
They're giv'in eggnog
In wax containers
To bad that rooster
Ran out'a steam
They're giv'in eggnog
In wax containers
To bad that rooster
Ran out'a steam
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I'm a nut in a rut I'm Crazy
I called Myself up on the phone just to see if I was home
Asked Myself out on a date
Picked Me up at Half Past Eight
I'm a nut in a rut I'm crazy
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I'm a juvenile delinquent
I roam the streets from one to four.
I drink and smoke with every guy and bum
waiting on the corner for the pickup to come.
I'm a juvenile delinquent,afraid to go home anymore
My mother hates me,
afraid to go home anymore,
my daddy beats me,
afraid to go home anymore,
and then theres granny,
Swingin' on the outhouse door,
as if she owned it,
Swingin' on the outhouse door,
without her nighty,
Swingin' on the outhouse door.
Grandpas yellin more,more more
This is the last time, swingin on the outhouse door
Haha I fooled ya
Swingin on the outhouse door.
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1. The poor old slave has gone to rest, we know that he is free;
His bones they lie, disturb them not, way down in Tennessee.
2. The pee-or old slee-ave has gee-one to ree-est, we knee-oh that hee-oh
is free-oh-free-free;
His bee-ones they lee-eye, dis-tee-urb them nee-ot, way dee-own in
Tee-ennessee-oh-see-see.
3. The piggety-pag-poor old sliggety-slag-slave has giggety-gag-gone to
riggety-rag-rest,
we kniggety-nag-know that higgety-hag-ho is free-oh-free-free;
His biggety-bag-bones they liggety-lag-lie, dis-tiggety-tag-turb them
niggety-nag-not,
way diggety-dag-down in Tiggety-tag-tennessee-oh-see-see.
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This next one was a must if we were going to visit my dads mother.
The old gray mare,
She ain't what she used to be
Ain't what she used to be,
Ain't what she used to be
The old gray mare,
She ain't what she used to be
Many long years ago.
Many long years ago,
Many long years ago,
The old gray mare,
She ain't what she used to be
Many long years ago.
The old gray mare,
She went to the county fair,
Sat in the electric chair,
Burned off her underwear
The old gray mare,
She aint what she used to be
Many long years ago.
Many long years ago,
Many long years ago,
The old gray mare,
She aint what she used to be
Many long years ago.
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