Folk Music Is A Bunch Of Fat

I Set My Monkey On The Log, And Ordered Him To Do The Dog. He Wagged His Tail And Shook His Head, And He Went And Did The Cat Instead.

You're Gonna Have To Serve Somebody; Well, It May Be The Devil, Or It May Be The Lord, But You're Gonna Have To Serve Somebody.

Proud To Steal Her Anything She Sees, But You Will Wind Up Peeking Through Her Key Hole Down Upon Your Knees.

If Ever Asked To Look At Yourself, Don't.

For The Loser Now Will Be Later To Win