That’s my pa
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1. Now back in the country, where I was born
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is on
a little old hillside farm,
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my pa
raised six kids and one of 'em was me.
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In the fall of the year when
the fields got white,
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we'd
start pickin' cotton about daylight,
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on
Saturday, pa'd take it all to town.
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And along about dark, everything
was still,
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we
could tell it was pa comin' down the hill,
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'cause he'd rear back and he'd
sound off somethin' like this.
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Eww, wooo
hooo, ha ha ha ha haaa !
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Eww, wooo
hooo, ha ha ha ha haaa !
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2. Now we'd go out to meet him with a lantern light,
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'cause the roads got crooked on
Saturday night,
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and
he'd come on down the hill, and he'd stop in the yard.
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He'd sit up there on that
wagon seat,
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and
he'd say, Boys, I'm hard to beat,
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two
hundred pounds of steel and twice as hard.
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Southern, wild, and woolly and
full of fleas,
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and
there never been cares for all his needs,
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and
he'd rear back and bellow out a curse or two.
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Eww, wooo
hooo, ha ha ha ha haaa !
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Eww, wooo
hooo, ha ha ha ha haaa ! That's my pa !
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3. Jittered up and ready, and about half wild,
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and I
can whip anybody in about half mile,
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of
course there wasn't anybody there, except me and little Skeet.
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Just as tough as a hickory frier,
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and I
can dive deeper and come up drier,
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and
he did it, too, right off that wagon seat.
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Oh, it shook him up when he
hit the ground,
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pa
got up and looked around,
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and
then ran back and let us have it again.
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Eww, wooo
hooo, ha ha ha ha haaa !
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Eww, wooo
hooo, ha ha ha ha haaa !
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Eww, wooo
hooo, ha ha ha ha haaa ....
(Sheb Wooley)