What happened when Grandmaw lost the Farm!
(c)Copyright 2009 Jon Vitas and Mitch Huppert
Words and Melody by Mitch Huppert
Accompaniement and musical breaks by XweAponX
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At one time, a former associate wanted me to help write country songs, so we sat down and came up with this.
This song caused a bunch of trouble on the old site! It’s still causin trubble!
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GRAMA BOUGHT THE FARM
©?2009
words by Mitchell
Music by Jonny V suggested by Mitchell
All guitars and mandolins by Jonny V
Drums by Fruity Loops IV.
Grama lost the farm
Holstered six gun shooters on
Defaulted equity loan
Promptly foreclosed her home
Grama’d been a square
Wouldn’t cheat at Solitaire
Spent her golden years shuckin’ peat
Chaired the temperance league.
Things got pretty bad
They seized the spread she had
Itchin to make her final stand
She hatched her revenge
Pedaled into town
Wearin her weddin gown
Stood before the gates of th’ offendin bank
She spied a painted tank
At the back end of the car
She plugged two Brinks guards
Made off with a bushel of notes
Hidden beneath her coat
Sherriff wants ta know
Just where Granny’s holed
Cos Monday night it’s a gonna snow
Fixin ta get a drop on that old crow!
Cornered in the Brush
Got over on deputy Butch
Capped him in the tush
Eluded them by foot!
Caught him sellin on th’ phone
Mortgage Broker Edgar Jones
Declined to atone
Now he’s lyin’ prone
A camouflage roadblock
This time it’s a lock
Riddled with lead courtesy of Swat
They didn’t miss a spot…
Oh Grama bought the farm
Clutchin’ her sidearms
Long after her last death throes
Her legend’s bound to grow!
Grama lost the farm
Clutchin’ her sidearms
Long after her last death thro-o-oes
Her legend’s bound to grow!
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