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Riches My Britches!
 
(Enter banjo)

Oh thereís a train a comin,
And Iím standin in its way,
Thereís a plane itís crashing,
And Iím screaming out mayday,
Thereís a ship itís sinkin,
And Iím swimming to the shore,
Thereís a house on fire,
And Iím trapped behind the door!
Thereís an earthquake shakin,
And itís gonna break the bed,
A tornadoís a comin,
Gonna rip me up to shreds,
The tsunami gonna hit me,
Gonna go over my head,
Wide eyed like I saw a ghost,
Cause honey I shouldíve been dead!
Iím standin right beneath the bridge,
As it comes crashin to the ground,
Fall asleep in the bathtub,
But wake right before I drown,
Big rig crashed in the distance,
Logs are rollin in the road,
My whiskey tastes mighty funny,
Like I licked a poisonous toad!
Taser went off in my pocket,
Was shockin to say the least,
If I took two more steps,
I was bound to be deceased,
If I drove another inch,
I wouldíve went into the ditch,
What donít kill you make you stronger,
Iím mighty strong now, ainít life rich!

By PrincessWhit96

© 2019 PrincessWhit96 (All rights reserved)

 

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