Bobby Mitchell: Music

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THE MOONPIE SONG

Now I’m the kind of guy that can sleep all day
Unless fishing is good or cousin Betty’s in the hay
I’ve been known to watch the sun come up while a hugging a toilet, throwing up my guts
Now you may think I’m an awkward man but I don’t care or don’t give a damn
And if you don’t like it you better shut your mouth
Cause I’m a Rebel Boy who likes to party loud; and
Drink Beer, Smoke Dope and Eat Moonpies
On the back porch we turn the music way up loud
Drink Beer, Smoke Dope and Eat Moonpies
Because that’s how we have fun in the Texas South

Now Cousin Betty got pregnant bout a month ago
By either Me, Brother Butch or Cousin Billy Joe
It was one of them it couldn’t be me I wear the same ole condemn it ain’t ever leaked
We couldn’t agree who the father was
So we blamed Uncle Luther who’s an ornery ole cuss
Now he’s as proud as one can be that’s enough to throw a party; and

CHORUS Lead Break (same as chorus)

Brother Butch got thrown into the Joint for growing grass down at Meridian’s Point
They put him in a cell with an out of town kid
Brother Butch said boy can you squeal like a pig
The boy just freaked and started to cry so the Sheriff hit Butch in both of his eyes
They had to let him out on an early release so I called up all the family; to

CHORUS

Drink Beer, Smoke Dope and Eat Moonpies

Bobby Mitchell Music:
© 2002 William Robert Mitchell Vol..I