Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow,
For babies grow up, we've learned to our sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep,
I'm rocking my babies 'cause babies don't keep.

Monday, October 6, 2008

THE POTATOE BLUES

it makes me sad
to see all those wasted potatoes
lying in that field
when you and me
could help them fulfill their
potatoe destinaaaaaay
i got the blues,
hes got the blues, hes got the blues
the potaaatoe blues
the potatoe, potatoe blues

so everybody,
get up off your duff
and go get yourself some freeeeeee spuds (this is where you start screaming and hootin wildly)
i got the blues,
hes got the blues, hes got the blues
the potaaaatoe blues
the potatoe, potatoe blues

gather up your friends, your family too,
cause they will want to get some
free taters too, (thats what my grampa call 'em)
i got the blues
hes got the blues, hes got the blues
the potaaatoe blues
the potatoe, potatoe blues

just think of all the things
that you can do
with a free potatoe
that is goooood for you
i got the blues
hes got the blues, hes got the blues
the potaaatoes blues
the potatoe, potatoe blues

the economys bad,
the potatoes'll be too
so if you want some
better get on your shoes,
i got the blues
hes got the blues, hes got the blues
the potaaatoe blues
the potatoe, potatoe blues

now go and get your potatoe groove on.

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