I I could go along with you but I do have a problem. I've got My (Soul!) but I can't my (Damn Hoe!)
X not only do I headsweat from headsets Full time Era come at X from Z's correct Next step's to count But too many sheep jumpin' hurdles they sleep Yeah they sleep I think I'll a shorter story Title Bo's Hoe sound's boring perfect for Sleepless nights, though I quite over-aged Yeah, I know turn the
huh let's begin Book-marks the page And once upon an age in a far far land Lived three farmers, Tom, Sam and Bo of From behind Tom's black Tom peeps across Just to witness Sam's crop Boomin' the big guy's, but get this Sam to uncles and cousins, poor Tom crams He sold his to get a fence Sam (yeah) Page 2 Sam the sight - What at Bo's over his picket white he peeks only to see Bo plantin' Sweet potatoes with his new hoe Bo Sam but's not frettin', more sweatin' about steppin' to the crib, forgettin' 'Bout his brand new hoe, Old D would say Sam's tricky The plot thickens, page 3
Top of the mornin', sun's up, are blue Once then cock-a-doodle-doo All three knew this more than well Sure beats alarm bells, induce head swells Well, says Sam's off to tend to his crop says Farmer Tom's off to mop Bo's up and at 'em, then one eye For something here is not cipher "E-I-E-I-O!" Bo "Left on my lawn, now it's gone, my hoe? O woe is me, how will I ever seeds Lay the fertilizer, dig up the Plus make true my desire To get a fence and trash the chicken wire?" By, uh, 100% life gets When one hoe goes from garden