#Original #Cowpunk #folk song with jug, mandolin, ukulele, cowbell (more cowbell?). "It’s hard to reckon from your deafening friends where your bonehead starts and your dumbass ends" ©2020 Michael Ahart (aka Us And The Otters)
Lyrics
©2020 Michael Ahart (aka Us And The Otters)
Where you going with the cock and the hog
Gruntin’ and a crowin’ in the morning fog
You sat all evening drinkin’ by the fence
Then runnin’ ‘round naked makin’ no damn sense
You’re makin’ no damn…you’re makin’ no damn sense
Where’d you go with the cock and the hog
Found your bowl in the hollow log
Don’t know what you’re smokin’ but I know you’re high
You left the barn door open and the goat’s in the silo
Mamma said: “Don’t ever bet on a horse that’s dead…
Let the fakers fake and the jokers jump in the lake
Make your hay while the sun’s awake”
You’re makin’ no damn…you’re makin’ no damn sense…
Where you been with the cock and the hog
Skippin’ and stumblin’ like a one-legged frog
It’s hard to reckon from your deafening friends
Where your bone-head starts and your dumb-ass ends
You’re makin’ no damn…you’re makin’ no damn sense…