I must have had a twisted Girl Scout troop. We sang: She sat on her hammock and smoked her cigar Smoked her cigar Smoked her cigar She sat on her hammock and smoked her cigar Smoked her cigar Yes she did. He sat down beside her and played his guitar... He said that he loved her, but oh, how he lied... They planned to get married, but she up and died... He went to her funeral, but just for the ride... He sat on her tombstone and laughed till he died... He went down to mm-mm and sizzled and fried... She looked down from heaven and spit in his eye... (And the last verse) Now that is my story and don't say I lied Don't say I lied Don't say I lied. Now that is my story and don't say I lied Don't say I lied - Yes, I did! (I don't remember any flip-flap or flip-flop verse.)
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