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Jimmy Dean

Genres: Country

Grasshopper Mac Clain Lyrics - Jimmy Dean

Me and that navy ain't speakin' at sailin' 

I tell you I'm through 

On the advice of a doc I got me a shock 

I had to have somethin' to do 

 

These nerves I got are from soakin' too long 

When the ship got hit by a plane 

And right here about four years back 

I met Grasshopper Mac Clain 

 

The sun was a burnin' and the desert red hot 

When his mother drove in with a flat 

She went inside to cool off with a beer 

And I saw her kid in the back 

 

He lay on the seat in the swelterin' heat 

With hair the color of flame 

A red headed mite but smilin' and bright was 

Little ol' Grasshopper Mac Clain 

 

I fixed her tire and was totin' him 'round 

When she asked me how much she owed 

I just laughed and said boy I settle for him 

And to my surprise she drove off down the road 

 

I figured she'd sober and come hurryin' back 

But for three long years she never came 

And all that time I was mother and dad 

To little ol' Grasshopper Mac Clain 

 

I'd tell him of ships I'd sailed on the seas 

When I put him in bed at night 

And that freckle faced kid was as sharp as a tack 

And quick as a mate for a fight 

 

I thought I'd wait till he growed a bit 

And let him pick out his own name 

One day he came in with a bug in his hand 

And he said me, "Grasshopper Mac Clain" 

 

Oh, he'd mimic my walk and he'd mimic my talk 

Like my shadow he just tagged me around 

Even had to be checked every time 

I was checked by the navy doc over the town 

 

The doc'd laugh and thump his little ole chest 

And say feller you're right as rain 

Then he'd turn to me and tell me that I'd be a new man 

Thanks to Grasshopper MacClain 

 

I guess, you wonder why I'm tellin' you this 

Well, that's why I'm here doin' time 

For a bang and a sheriff and a red headed dame 

That came to take what was mine 

 

Oh, but you should've seen the way he fought 

You could tell that kid was navy trained 

But this lonely cell wouldn't be so much like hell 

If I only had Grasshopper Mac Clain 

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