| "This Is Wrong!" | |
| Oh, my life is quite a mess Since I got me this ole Mac Everyone wants to be a star Wouldn't be so bad if They'd stayed clear of applejack And didn't spend their days at Big Tom's Bar They're all cussin' and fightin' And keeping their knives sharp Cuz my husband plays the banjo And my boyfriend plays the harp Neither wants the rhythm Or the background, it is true Both want the lead in my song! So they play in sweaty frenzy Hopin' t'other will turn blue Me oh my, just listen this is wrong! They're all cussin' and fightin' And keeping their knives sharp Cuz my husband plays the banjo And my boyfriend plays the harp | |