Burma Shave — текст песни (Roger Miller)

Way down yonder by the forks of the branch
The old sow whistled and the little pigs danced
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I bet I`ve seen a million rows of them little red poetic signs up and down the line
Come on come on one more time

Yonder goes Willie he`s passin` on a hill he don`t dress nice but he drives fit to kill
Burma Shave...
[ guitar ]
Well my pappy ain`t smart he ain`t good at quizzin`
But one thing he knows is how to keep mama his`n
Burma Shave...

Roses are red and violets are blue you chase me and so will I
Burma Shave...