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Little Old Country Boy

Parliament/George Clinton


Yodel-la-hee, yodel-la-hee, yodel-la
Yodel-la-hee, yodel-la-hee, yodel-la-hee-hee-hee

Here I am riding along in this ambulance
To the city jail
Going to jail accused of being a peeping tom
Dammit man, I'm saying
Any man would try to find out if his girl
Was doing, doing him wrong
That's all I was doing there outside her home

Oh, I'm a little old country boy
Just a young'un in my teens
I don't gamble, drink or swear
And she did this to me

Mama said son you're going to fall
For that common cajun queen
She's going to take you for your all
And that's what she done done to me

Yodel-la-hee, yodel-la-hee, yodel-la
Yodel-la-hee, yodel-la-hee, yodel-la-hee-hee-hee

Cracked ribs, black eyes and a bloody nose
I've been victimized
I'm the victim of a one-sided circumstance
No one's heard my side
And when you hear my side, you'll see the rotten trick
She pulled on me
How could she, that I loved, do this to me?

Oh, I'm a little old country boy
Just a young'un in my teens
I don't gamble, drink or swear
And she did this to me

Mama said son you're going to fall
For that common cajun queen
She's going to take you for your all
And that's what she done done to me

Eee-ha!

Lately, she's been acting fishy all the time
Just like tonight
When we kissed goodnight she pulled away from me
(she had the nerve to pull away from me)
So I hid from sight
Out of sight by her door, I heard her give her love
To another guy
I guess the guy must have heard me cry
He rushed to the door
That's when I screamed, "Oh lord!"

Oh, I'm a little old country boy
Just a young'un in my teens
I don't gamble, drink or swear
And she did this to me

Mama said son you're going to fall
For that common cajun queen
She's going to take you for your all
And that's what she done done to me

Talk about surprised at her, when she screamed to him
It's a peeping tom--then he beat me up
I took the beating but I felt more hurt when she called the cops
Spitting on twelve months!
Twelve months of loving that girl ain't my idea of a peeping tom
So officer, please let me go, 'cause I've done no wrong

Oh, I'm a little old country boy
Just a young'un in my teens
I don't gamble, drink or swear
And she did this to me

Mama said son you're going to fall
For that common cajun queen
She's going to take you for your all
And that's what she done done to me

Oh, I'm a little old country boy
Just a young'un in my teens
I don't gamble, drink or swear (I don't gamble, I don't drink or swear)
And she did this to me

Mama said son you're going to fall
For that common cajun queen
She's going to take you for your all
And that's what she done done to me

Let this country boy go, officer
Please, now that's all I ask
Take this stick out my back and let me go
I don't need her no more
Oh lord, have mercy

Oh, I'm a little old country boy
Just a young'un in my teens
I don't gamble, drink or swear
And she did this to me

Mama said son you're going to fall
For that common cajun queen
She's going to take you for your all
And that's what she done done to me

Compositor: Ruth Copeland

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