Gotta be pretty durn borin in the privy seein as how you don't know how to read no writtin.
"Gotta be pretty durn borin in the privy seein as how you don't know how to read no writtin."
Naw. I jest look at the pictures in the Sears catalog.......In fact it reminds me of a song.......
I'll Go Chasin' Women (Hamblen)
Oh it's springtime in the mountains and I'm full of mountain dew
Can't even read my catalog like I used to do
I'm a-settin' in that little shed right back of the house
And there comes Jake with all his hounds, and he's going to hear me shout
I won't go huntin' with you Jake, but I'll go chasin' women
Go put your hounds back in the pen and quit that silly grinnin'
The moon is right, and I'm half tight; my life is just beginnin'
I won't go huntin' with you, Jake, but I'll go chasin' women
So let's go down to the meetin' house and flush them pretty quails
We're safe up in these mountains Jake, ain't got a single jail
We'll chase them down the corn rows, the sassy little misses
We'll scare them pretty gals to death; we'll stop to throw 'em kisses
I won't go huntin' with you Jake, but I'll go chasin' women
Go put your hounds back in the pen and quit that silly grinnin'
The moon is right, and I'm half tight; my life is just beginnin'
I won't go huntin' with you, Jake, but I'll go chasin' women
I was a headin' fer that general store, when a silly thing I seen
They make it in the city and it's called a magazine
I turned to page thirty-two, and look at what I found
Them gals wear clothes that we ain't seen beneath them gingham gowns
I won't go huntin' with you Jake, but I'll go chasin' women
Go put your hounds back in the pen and quit that silly grinnin'
The moon is right, and I'm half tight; my life is just beginnin'
I won't go huntin' with you, Jake, but I'll go chasin' women