Yeah, he was a big landowner He was a bad mouth breather But you can see his station wagon stand alone Woulda, coulda, we shoulda known
He was a failed cropduster I am his little sister He was a whistleblower for the f.d.a. Maybe was them sent him away He was a football player He didn`t have alot to say
That guy`s a lousy actor He was a hard-core cracker He wore a trenchcoat, and waved a dixie flag But he`s my brother so I brag Don`t be no dark naysayer So they all said he was a fag
He had a really big trenchmouth When we were living way down south He had a really big trenchmouth
It`s on the edge of nowhere No way for them to go there I know I`m not much help But here is where I`ll stay I`m hoping they`ll find him someday I should put up some flyers Can you think of another way?
He had a really big trenchmouth When we were living way down south Then he up and disappeared He just left his car up here
He had a really big trenchmouth When we were living way down south He had a really big trenchmouth
Nobody seems to know why he Would disappear just leaving me here On a dirty hill for all time Me and the pinetree I satnd behind
He had a really big trenchmouth When we were living way down south He had a really big trenchmouth
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