Open up my fridge, now what do I see?
Just empty space staring out at me
Fridge say, "Now, what you gonna do?"
Little ones are depending on you
Stew pot say, "There's not much here"
(There ain't much here)
Spider moved in late last year
(Oh my, oh dear)
Stove say, "Go, before it's too late!"
(No meat, no fat, no bone)
Been so long since the little ones ate
(Go now, don't you wait)
No meat (No meat!), no fat, no bone
No meat, no fat, no bone
Well it's gonna make me shout and moan
Leave my little ones all alone
No meat, no fat, no bone
I started on down the street
(I started down the street)
A big rutabaga come after me
(How can that be?)
I took it down, I took it home
(No meat, no fat, no bone)
Fed it to my little ones, so alone
(They're so alone)
No meat (No meat!), no fat, no bone
No meat, no fat, no bone
Well it's gonna make me shout and moan,
Leave my little ones all alone
No meat, no fat, no bone
The little ones ate 'til their bellies were full
Went to sleep in the mixing bowl
Slept on through 'til half past ten
(No meat, no fat, no bone)
Said, "let's have rutabaga again!"
(C'mon let's eat again!)
No meat (No meat!), no fat, no bone
No meat, no fat, no bone
Well it's gonna make me shout and moan,
Leave my little ones all alone
No meat, no fat, no bone
credits
from The Squirrel Hillbillies,
released September 16, 2012
Gary Crouth, vocals, guitar
Jenny Wolsk Bain, vocals, tenor ukulele
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