Guv’ment Lyrics - Roger Miller

Well, you dad-gum government 

You sorry so 'n' so's 

You got your damn hands in every pocket 

Of my clothes 

Well you dad-gum, dad-gum, dad-gum government 

Oh don't you know 

Oh don't you love 'em sometimes 

Well you dad-gum government 

You better pay attention 

You're sittin' up there like a fool's convention 

Well you dad-gum, dad-gum, dad-gum government 

Oh don't you know 

Oh don't you love 'em sometimes 

Well you soul selling no-good 

Son-of-a-shoe-fittin' firestarters 

I ought to tear your no good 

Perambulatory bone frame 

And nail it to your government walls 

All of you, you Bastards 

You da-gum government 

You sorry rackafratchits 

You got yourself an itch a 

And you want me to scratch it 

Well you dad-gum, dad-gum, dad-gum government 

Of don't you know 

Oh don't you love 'em sometime 

Well you soul selling no-good 

Son-of-a-shoe-fittin' firestarters 

I ought to tear your no good 

Perambulatory bone frame 

And nail it to your government walls 

All of you, you Bastards 

Well, you dad-gum government 

You sorry so 'n' so's 

You got your damn hands in every pocket 

Of my clothes 

Well you dad-gum, dad-gum, dad-gum government 

Oh don't you know 

Oh don't you love 'em sometimes