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Hillbilly Party
Y'all invited ta
my house tonight,
I'm throwin' a hillbilly party
no cussin' an' no fightin'.
We's gonna have us
some homemade moonshine,
some of maw's roadkill stew
an' baked sweet apple pie.
An' after that
we's gonna go ta tha barn,
an' a have a hoe down
no knittin' an' no yarn.
Y'all gonna have
lots a fun,
don't make paw angry
he chase ya with a gun.
Maybe even join in tha band
an' a play tha brown jug,
y'all be nice now
no pushin', no bug.
Weee doggie
look out granny,
not too much moonshine
y'all end up on ya fanny.
This here party
ended up great,
too much a maw's baked goodies
gave me a belly ache.
Hope y'all had a good time
now y'all got's ta go home,
if y'all want ta come over anytime
jus' ring me on tha phone.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Jan.19/2005
Sounds funnier when y'all talk like a hillbilly.
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