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I do declare and I do swear down to the soles of my shoes
My grass is green as the trees in spring and the sky is blue
Ants are crawlin' around the melon
The melon spiked with gin
I swear I swear I do declare
Gonna have a slice of melon again
I'm gonna fry me some chicken, baby
Fry me up some chickens tonight
Mash taters and butter and all the other
We gonna do it up right
I wanna see you naked, baby
See yer titties sittin' up high
Mash taters and butter and all the other
We gonna do it up right
I'm gonna put down my old brown cow
Gonna put down my brown cow
She was hurt when we was workin'
Gonna put down my brown cow
Load me up my ol' 22
Put the gun to her head
I pulled the trigger, just like I figger'd
Old brown cow was dead
Cow Fish Fowl Or Pig [2002]
Ants on the Melon (With Due Regards to Virginia Adair)
Foggy Blossom (Mechanical Bride)