It was the night that Maggie Died
She called me to her bedside
She said I leave you my old woolen drawers
She said they're in my trunk
Holy Jesus how they stunk
Those old woolen draws that Maggie wore.

They were baggy at the knees
And the crotch was full of fleas
Those old woolen drawers that maggie wore
I laid them on a shelf
But thy walked off by theirself
Those old woolen drawers that Maggie wore.

So we washed them in the sink
But could not get rid of the stink
In them old woolen draws that Maggie wore
Then we hung them on the line
But the sun refused to shine
on those old woolen drawers that Maggie wore

So We laid them on the grass
but the crows picked out the ass
Of those old woolen drawers that Maggie wore.
We finally buried them in the ground
Cause they stunk for miles around
Those old woolen drawers that Maggie wore.

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