My boy ain't coming back
I am eating oatmeal to pass the time
At least I have a funnel to fill my flask
Pissing in my fuel tank
I am so impressed with the price of gas
All these worries and you've ex loaded
Sister I gave you a gelding for your nightmare
Is it still trotting over your child's crib
Ask me over again and we'll drink
Sorry my boy ain't coming back
