Burl Ives
Goober Peas
Sitting by the roadside on a summer's dayChatting with my mess-mates, passing time awayLaying in the shadows underneath the treesGoodness how delicious eating goober peasPeas, peas, peas, peasEating goober peasGoodness how deliciousEating goober peasWhen a horse-man passes, the soldiers have a ruleTo cry out at their loudest, "Mister, here's your mule?"But another pleasure enchanting-er than theseIs wearing out your grinders, eating goober peasPeas, peas, peas, peasEating goober peasIs wearing out your grindersEating goober peasJust before the battle, the General hears a rowHe said, "The Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now"He turns around in wonder and what do you think he sees?The Georgia Militia eating goober peasPeas, peas, peas, peasLetras de cancionesEating goober peasThe Georgia MilitiaEating goober peasI think my song has lasted almost long enoughThe subject's interesting but the rhymes are mighty toughI wish this war was over and free from rags and fleasWe'd kiss our wives and sweethearts, and gobble goober peasPeas, peas, peas, peasGobble goober peasWe'd kiss our wives and sweetheartsAnd gobble goober peas
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