|
Cledus T. Judd - Plowboy lyrics
Parody of "Cowboy" by Kid Rock (Robert "Kid Rock" Ritchie/John Travis/Matthew Schafer/James K.Trombly) Warner-Timberlane Publishing Corp./Thirty Two Mile Music/Gaje Music (BMI)/Cradle The Balls (ASCAP)/Squamosal Music (BMI) New lyrics by Cledus T. Judd/Chris Clark, Cledus Crap Anthems (SESAC)/Of Music, Inc. (SESAC) (Spoken) Hand me that balloon right there Boy I used to love to do this when I was a kid Watch this Hey watch this girl Plowboy, ain't that funny, plowboy (Sounds of a horse going neigh) (Sung) (1st Verse) Well I'm a packing up my truck and I' m a head down south Where real men packa lips with dips in their mouth Start a moonshine steal sleep in a tent buy some cheap livestock find some land to rent Then I'm a Cledus T. it up and down the farm With a couple of barns a baby calf in my arms You know I hate to brag but I'll be tilling the most Run a barbwire fence from post to post Keep shells in my gun, Deer heads on my walls Live out in the sticks and wear overalls why because I wanna Find me a home in a cow town baby Where the buffalo roam read the farmers almanac for all the right reasons Make sure my crop is the top of next season Cledus T. is a farming freakazoid Yeah I'm heading down south sucka Because I wanna be a plowboy baby (With my upraised hat on my john deer tractor) Plowboy baby (Redman pouch for the chewing tobaccer) Plowboy baby (Sleeping at night cause I work all day) Plowboy baby (You can smell my pigs from a mile away) (2nd Verse) I bet you'll hear my rooster crowing when the day begins He goes.. (Sounds of a rooster crowing) In lust for a hen Home schooling, home fries, good homemade wine Well harvest the fields (But not before its time) Plant peas, and beans, green beans and rice Haul manure from the barn to fertilize And if the price is right I'm gonna sell my hay boy And let G-E-O-R-G-I-A know why they calling me the Plowboy baby (With my truck locked down in a four wheel drive) Plowboy baby (Living like a king in a single wide) Plowboy baby (Sleeping at night and bushhoging all day) Plowboy baby (Thank god for Willie Nelson and Farm Aid) (3rd Verse) YEAH... Cledus T. you can call me a hick The only woman for me is a Dixie Chick I got two billy goats week 'fore last Till my snapper gets fixed They'll be cuttin' my grass Back hoeing, scare crowing, shoeing my horse You know a horse is a horse (Of Course, Of Course) Screws up the spread gotta make it look right I gonna paint my barn red and paint my fence white UH! Find dayus, calm and toe tomatoes Irrigate some ground for my sweet potatoes Drink wine makers, storm like Quakers Got no love for you vegetable haters How I'm gonna buy my seed Sell my soul to the seed and feed My dog is green just like my hay bail Ain't no chickens in my yard keep em all in my trailer Dog named old yeller cut through a stick I'd slop my hog but I (Already feed it) I'm picking off ticks, scratching poison oak But I keep on sucking thanks to calamine lotion (Plowboy) got a 4230 with my diesal whining (Plowboy) spend all my time on a big combine (plowboy) Praying at night it'll rain some day (Plowboy) You can smell my pigs from a mile away (Plowboy) Got my crop laid out and the sunshine shining (Plowboy) Got an old tin steel with my moonshine shining (Plowboy) You can smell my swine |
|
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Last added lyrics |
|---|
 The Funeral of God by Zao |
 Big Dog Daddy by Toby Keith |
 Moodring by Mya |
 Memory Almost Full by Paul McCartney |
 Our Love to Admire by Interpol |
