well hello how are you won't you pull up a chair? won't you tell me your story
because i really do care about talking away. here's to me to you to us to
everything i hope it never falls apart. we're talking away. well you look so
fine and you sem so kind and i've got to say that i'm having a good time
dancing away. here's to me to you to us to everything i hope it never falls
apart. we're dancing away. could things get any better now? if they can i
cannot see how. but as the time goes by you stop and sigh. you stop and sigh
and then you wonder why. i can't stop this feeling as i'm walking away and i
could never understand half the things you'd say as we're walking away.
goodbye to me to you to us to everything because it fell apart as we're
walking away. things weren't better then. you felt that you had to pretend.
but as the time goes by you stop & sigh. you stop and sigh and then you wonder
why.Parody of Sold: The Grundy County Auction by John Michael Montgomery (R. Fagan/R.Royer), Of Music (ASCAP)/RobbRoy West Music (BMI)
New Lyrics (Skoal) by Cledus T. Judd and Chris Clark La-Po Music/Chris Clark Publishing Designee.
New Lyrics (Stoled) by Cledus T. Judd, Bruce Burch, Dan Saranana, Rich Fagen, La-Po Music (BMI)/Bruce Burch Music (SESAC), Of Music (ASCAP)/Dan Saranana Publishing Designee
Sadie, pull this car over. Let me get me a can of Skoal.
Well, we went down to the Grundy County auction
The sign said no tobaccer where we sat
My wife told me that I should spit with caution
Or else we'll all wind up in a big ol' spat
And I said hush your mouth nobody's gonna mind
If I pack my lip and ignore the sign
'Cause a little dip of Skoal never hurt no one at all
Then, I've never seen anyone get so mad
From a little bit of spit on his John Deere hat
But I spit on him once, spit on him twice
Spit Skoal on the feller in the second row
Well he turned around and nearly broke my nose
I got a big fat lip, two black eyes
Shoulda just went and dipped outside
Well, it musta been about eight or nine more minutes
Until I pulled that can of Skoal back out
And I knew when I put my fingers in it
That I'd just spit it out amongst the crowd
...Look out!
And you know I really don't care if anybody minds
A pinch 'tween your cheek and gum is not a crime
So I'll do my spittin' and to heck with the rest of y'all
Well I've never saw people gettin' so dang mad
Worst County auction they've ever had
'Cause I spit on 'em once, spit on 'em twice
Spit Skoal on the people, well I must confess
I even got a little on a lady's white dress
But in the end they got me back you see
They all took a dip and spit on me
Well, they pinned me down on the auction block
And took my Skoal away
And the town still hates to talk about
The mess that was made that day
When