Let me tell you a story 'bout a man name DeVore
He's doin well now, but he used to be poor
He was out one day just a swimin in the creek
But when he jumped out he was a-covered with leech

Leeches that is, black as coal
Wisconsin Gold

A fisherman said can you sell some to me
And that made Phil just as happy as can be.
He took some carrion and tossed it in the pond.
And by now his troubles are gone.

Swimming in the pool,
feeding the stock

Now here's a thought that will make you blanch.
When ya talk to Phil he calls his spread a ranch
It ain't just talk but here's my only proof
His herd is worth more than beef on the hoof

More than Filet
Sixteen dollars a pound

And now its time to say goodbye to our leech growing man
Other folks have seen bad times but Phil has got a plan
We wishin him good fortune but he don't need no luck
We ask him how his business is. He says, its great! It really sucks!

All come back now y' hear
Take your shoes off,
fainting spell.......