Well, the fork couldn't stick 'em and the knife couldn't cut him
So they threw him in the dog pen and locked up the shutter
When they took him to the saw mill, the saw he broke
Oh, he's as strong as an ox and as wide as a moat
But by night it's always the same, he's like I wanna go home
And go home

Well, he's going out hunting in his fine fur coat
Oh, he's whistling a tune that his mother wrote
When you see a grey goose, you're a lucky man
That's metal in your pocket, it's grease in the p-p-p-pan
But by night it's always the same, he's like i wanna go home
And go home
Go home
And go home

Let's see the fire go, fire g-go
Let's see the fire go, fire g-go
Let's see the fire go, fire g-go
Let's see the fire go, fire g-go

I've got so bad with the eight-finger blues
It's holding me back when I'm in the mood
The successful part of me has died several times
And still I dance for you


Lyrics submitted by Udrinktea, edited by walzjenna

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