Poppa I know
Theres a frog on my toe
Maybe Ill call him jethro
Maybe Ill grow up to be
As wise, good as he
And maybe Ill come back after youre long gone
Poppa Im sure
The worms have eaten you now
And jethros been on some frenchys plate long ago
Now Im pretty sure that I listen to every word
cause I still hear you telling me still
Slap them boys when theyre naughty
Make em crawl, make you haughty
Make you strong, little girl
You paint them toes the reddish colour
And you know one day
Youre gonna be bigger than a flea
Youre gonna be bigger than that old poison ivy tree
Now Im pretty sure
That I think youd come and visit
And talk sometimes kind of like gidget
A funny little chance like an indian brave
He said we all grew fat when the white man came
But one day girl youre gonna learn to make em crawl
Make em grow tall
But have the grace
To be a lady with disgrace
And you fry them taters
And you make them with ladies, hands
I know youre my pappys baby
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