The Gourds

Hellhounds

As I walk the length of your broken fence

I cannot help but look inside

'Til someone hollers hey don't you pry

And I'm standing at the gate

No go and get you derelict or I'll sick my hounds on you

So I took off without mouthing off

Down the road to the State Fair

Now I see chickens, I see hens, I see the prized blue ribbon bird

But she ain't mine, mine placed third

Down at our State Fair

Now the State Fair has that carnie feel and it's smelling like my livestock barn

And the bearded lady's nice to me

We have cocktails in her trailer

Take it

Now her boyfriend he's the beanbag man

He's jealous as all hell you see

He caught me in her ole Airstreamer

Yes but, I ain't no home wrecker

On the way back home I pass again

The broken fence and I'm standing at the gate

I said buddy why don't you mend it

And he let his hell hounds loose