Florida_03

The sun comes up and the sun goes down
Hands on the clock they just keep going around
I just get up and its time to lay down
Life gets tee-jus don't it?

My shoes untied but I don't care
I really ain't figuring on going anywhere
I just have to wash and comb my hair
And thats just wasted effort.

The water in the well its getting lower and lower
Can't take a bath for six month's more
But I've heard it said and its probably true
That too much bathing it'll weaking you.

I open the door and the flies swarm in
I shut the door and I'm sweating again
I move too fast and I crack my shin
It's just one darn thing after another.

Old brown mule he must be sick
Jabbed him in the rump with a stick
He humped his back but he didn't kick
Something cockeyed somewhere.

Mouse chauwing on the pantry door
Fool's been at it for a month or more
When he gets through he sure going to be sore
There ain't a dang thing in there.

The cows gone dry and the hens won't lay
Fish quit biting last Saturday
Troubles pile up day by day
Now I'm getting dandriff.

Grief and misery, pains and woes
Debts and taxes and so it goes
Now it seems I'm getting a cold in the nose
Life gets tasteless don't it?