The Buzzard has been hiding out
Let me tell you my friends, what it's all about
The Mouth of the south, well she says heads will roll
I'm afraid to peek out side, even to take a short stroll
The Mouth writes, Devil or Angel you decide
Well I don't know, but I did get a burnt back side
Thrown to the gator's, as I scream and shout
At least it did put the darn fire out
I call in my loony friends from far and wide
Hey!! I need some one to be on my side
The mouth says heads will roll
And something about me digging a hole
There I go digging that darn hole again
The Mouth just says, go ahead dig it deeper my friend
Stick my Head In Where?
Now do you see why I have been in hiding out?