Snake’s got a leg
It’s one only she can see
And she’ll get, she’ll get so many legs
That she’ll run away so we’ll never ever see.

I got a jacket
A coat full of contraband
And I got, I got so many high heels to sell
And I got so many hands to hand ‘em over with

And we’ll eat like kings, oh…

So Ooh, ooh, ooh
Got hit with bows and arrows oh
Said Ooh, ooh, ooh
Got hit with bows and arrows oh

I don’t wanna go
Into the hills today
Into the mountains
To feed the crows up in the hills
Up, up in the hills
It’s cold and brutal

They’re back at my skin with their beaks on my mound
They’re back at my bones with their beaks on my mound
They’re back at my ears with their nevereverending caw-ing
And cawing, and cawing, and caw-caw-cawing

They’ll eat like kings, oh…

Snake’s in the grass
Throw the snake in the oven ’cause
I’m in the oven
And sing, “How can you live up so
High in the mountain?”
“It’s cool in the shade of the woodshed,” babies say,
“Can I stay awhile?”
She said no, “How dare you live up so
High in the mountains?”
Snake’s in the grass
Throw the snake in the oven ’cause
I’m in the oven
And sing, “How can they live up so
High in the mountain?”
“It’s cool in the shade of the woodshed,” babies say,
“Can I stay awhile?”
She said no, “How dare you live up so
High in the mountains?”

“Got chased by a hundred snakes this morning
Got away from a hundred snakes in the night.
Sing, how can you live up so…”