Got my bread all rationed And my beans cut in two halves Got my bread all rationed And my beans cut in two halves Got that old cow bagging Waiting on that old cow to calve
Well, we calve in the spring And we ship 'em in the fall Well, we calve in the spring And we ship 'em in the fall Come on winter, find me digging Through the pockets of my coveralls
Got a hole in the fence My pairs are headed for town Got a hole in the fence And my pairs are all walking to town Somebody seen 'em at the station Buying tickets for that old GreyhoundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
