歌曲 | Goodbye Squirrel |
歌手 | Cledus T. Judd |
专辑 | Just Another Day In Parodies |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Clark, Judd | |
Me and Harold Bumpert were outdoors men | |
Set in our backwoods ways | |
Both members of the huntin' club | |
Both active in the NRA -Nation Redneck Association | |
We scouted a location where we had no doubt | |
We'd kill the biggest buck in the world-about a 34 pointer | |
Harold waited in his tree stand but all he seen was a squirrel | |
Dang near two weeks since the the season started and | |
Neither one of us was amused | |
We had a on real tree camo, high-powered ammo | |
But no big game to shoot | |
Then we finally saw a deer as big as a horse | |
Harold had it in his cross-hairs | |
But that squirrel jumped off a branch above us and | |
Landed in Harold's hair | |
Harold fell off the stand, on his head he landed | |
Like a wimp he laid there he cried | |
Till I climbed on down, picked him up off the ground | |
And it didn't take us long to decide...that squirrel had to die | |
HA ha ha ha ha ha ha | |
Good-bye squirrel-with black-eyed peas | |
Your gonna taste good to me-squirrel | |
It's you or me | |
Ha ha ha ha ha ha | |
Come on out of that tree-squirrel | |
Hey guess what-You've eaten your last nut-squirrel | |
Me and Harold went down to the surplus store | |
Bought a keg of dynomite | |
Two baseball bats and a case of M80's | |
We were in for one heck of a fight-we'll show you | |
When your huntin' with dumb and dumber | |
Somethings surely bound to go wrong-now be careful | |
And when Harold lit that real short fuse | |
I knew it wouldn't be long | |
When the dynamite blew | |
Harold's foot did too | |
And fingers began to fly | |
We were barely alive when the Game Warden 'rived | |
And much to our suprise, that squirrel didn't die | |
Ha ha ha ha ha ha | |
Good-bye squirrel | |
Just one more shot, you'll be in my crock pot-squirrel | |
You'll make a lunch, you over grown chipmunk-squirrel | |
I'll skin your hide | |
And make a hat when it's dried-squirrel | |
Hahahahaha...... |
zuo ci : Clark, Judd | |
Me and Harold Bumpert were outdoors men | |
Set in our backwoods ways | |
Both members of the huntin' club | |
Both active in the NRA Nation Redneck Association | |
We scouted a location where we had no doubt | |
We' d kill the biggest buck in the worldabout a 34 pointer | |
Harold waited in his tree stand but all he seen was a squirrel | |
Dang near two weeks since the the season started and | |
Neither one of us was amused | |
We had a on real tree camo, highpowered ammo | |
But no big game to shoot | |
Then we finally saw a deer as big as a horse | |
Harold had it in his crosshairs | |
But that squirrel jumped off a branch above us and | |
Landed in Harold' s hair | |
Harold fell off the stand, on his head he landed | |
Like a wimp he laid there he cried | |
Till I climbed on down, picked him up off the ground | |
And it didn' t take us long to decide... that squirrel had to die | |
HA ha ha ha ha ha ha | |
Goodbye squirrelwith blackeyed peas | |
Your gonna taste good to mesquirrel | |
It' s you or me | |
Ha ha ha ha ha ha | |
Come on out of that treesquirrel | |
Hey guess whatYou' ve eaten your last nutsquirrel | |
Me and Harold went down to the surplus store | |
Bought a keg of dynomite | |
Two baseball bats and a case of M80' s | |
We were in for one heck of a fightwe' ll show you | |
When your huntin' with dumb and dumber | |
Somethings surely bound to go wrongnow be careful | |
And when Harold lit that real short fuse | |
I knew it wouldn' t be long | |
When the dynamite blew | |
Harold' s foot did too | |
And fingers began to fly | |
We were barely alive when the Game Warden ' rived | |
And much to our suprise, that squirrel didn' t die | |
Ha ha ha ha ha ha | |
Goodbye squirrel | |
Just one more shot, you' ll be in my crock potsquirrel | |
You' ll make a lunch, you over grown chipmunksquirrel | |
I' ll skin your hide | |
And make a hat when it' s driedsquirrel | |
Hahahahaha...... |
zuò cí : Clark, Judd | |
Me and Harold Bumpert were outdoors men | |
Set in our backwoods ways | |
Both members of the huntin' club | |
Both active in the NRA Nation Redneck Association | |
We scouted a location where we had no doubt | |
We' d kill the biggest buck in the worldabout a 34 pointer | |
Harold waited in his tree stand but all he seen was a squirrel | |
Dang near two weeks since the the season started and | |
Neither one of us was amused | |
We had a on real tree camo, highpowered ammo | |
But no big game to shoot | |
Then we finally saw a deer as big as a horse | |
Harold had it in his crosshairs | |
But that squirrel jumped off a branch above us and | |
Landed in Harold' s hair | |
Harold fell off the stand, on his head he landed | |
Like a wimp he laid there he cried | |
Till I climbed on down, picked him up off the ground | |
And it didn' t take us long to decide... that squirrel had to die | |
HA ha ha ha ha ha ha | |
Goodbye squirrelwith blackeyed peas | |
Your gonna taste good to mesquirrel | |
It' s you or me | |
Ha ha ha ha ha ha | |
Come on out of that treesquirrel | |
Hey guess whatYou' ve eaten your last nutsquirrel | |
Me and Harold went down to the surplus store | |
Bought a keg of dynomite | |
Two baseball bats and a case of M80' s | |
We were in for one heck of a fightwe' ll show you | |
When your huntin' with dumb and dumber | |
Somethings surely bound to go wrongnow be careful | |
And when Harold lit that real short fuse | |
I knew it wouldn' t be long | |
When the dynamite blew | |
Harold' s foot did too | |
And fingers began to fly | |
We were barely alive when the Game Warden ' rived | |
And much to our suprise, that squirrel didn' t die | |
Ha ha ha ha ha ha | |
Goodbye squirrel | |
Just one more shot, you' ll be in my crock potsquirrel | |
You' ll make a lunch, you over grown chipmunksquirrel | |
I' ll skin your hide | |
And make a hat when it' s driedsquirrel | |
Hahahahaha...... |