Sitting by the roadside on a summer's day. Chatting with my mess-mates, passing time away. Laying in the shadows underneath the trees. Goodness how delicious eating goober peas.
As I walked out in the streets of Laredo. As I walked out in Laredo one day. I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen. Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.
Way up yonder above the sky. A bluebird lived in a jaybird's eye. . Buckeye Jim, you can't go. Go weave and spin, you can't go. Buckeye Jim. . Way up yonder above the moon.
AUNT RHODY. Go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody,. Go tell Aunt Rhody that the old gray goose is dead.. The one she's been saving to make a feather bed..