Country Living Texans Tall Tales

Oh I moved out so far from town
where there was no regulations, 
the sun set between me and the population.
Pitch black were the nights
and the stars diamonds indeed,
and I was in heaven alone and free.

I didn't have no washer,
had to do all our clothes by hand.
And my hands got mighty sore
washing jeans for my old man,
scrubbing them on the scrub board by hand.
So I got a muse one day as the plunger I did see,
and figured it could wash clothes much faster than me.

So off with my shoes and got in there I did,
and got that there plunger going likity split.
Got those clothes washed in no time flat,
and rung them all out and that's a fact.

I wrung them out one by one,
and placed them in a basket till I was done.
Picked up that basket and headed out across the yard,
and not being able to see I stepped on a stick
and it hit me in the bottom hard.
First thought in my mind it was a snake,
and I threw those clean bluejeans all over the place.,
Liked to have had the big one as I held my but and chest
then had to sit down right there a take a rest.

Well little things can sure scare you
when your out all alone,
And being miles from town you just don't wont
to be bitten back there you know.
Cause most folks they are pretty helpful
but a snake bite well listen here,
I don't care if he or she is your very best friend
you gonna die if you get bit in the rear.