[00:15.63]I plugged sixteen shells from a thirty-ought six
[00:18.82]
[00:22.63]And a black crow snuck through a hole in the sky
[00:25.80]
[00:29.62]So I spent all my buttons on an old pack mule
[00:32.76]
[00:35.13]Oh, and I made me a ladder from
[00:38.46]A pawn shop marimba
[00:39.42]
[00:43.41]And I leaned it up against a dandelion tree
[00:46.67]
[00:47.36]Leaned it up against a dandelion tree
[00:49.76]
[00:50.70]Leaned it up against a dandelion tree
[00:53.12]
[00:57.38]Ma, cook them feathers on a tire iron spit
[01:01.42]
[01:04.39]And I filled me a sachel full of old pig corn
[01:07.60]
[01:11.39]And I beat me a billy from an old French horn
[01:14.25]
[01:17.61]Whoa, and I kicked that
[01:19.46]Mule to the top of the tree
[01:21.26]
[01:21.98]Kicked that mule to the top of the tree
[01:24.61]
[01:25.65]Blew me a hole 'bout the size of a kickdrum
[01:28.87]
[01:32.17]And I cut me a switch
[01:33.93]From a long branch elbow
[01:35.42]
[01:38.99]I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin''
[01:40.88]
[01:42.21]Black crow, sixteen shells
[01:44.25]From a thirty-ought six
[01:45.57]
[01:46.36]Whittle you into kindlin'
[01:48.13]
[01:49.24]Black crow, sixteen shells from a thirty-ought six
[01:52.55]
[01:56.73]Well, I slept in the holler of a dry creek bed
[01:59.81]
[02:03.67]And I tore out the buckets from a red Corvette
[02:06.48]
[02:07.62]Tore out the buckets from a red Corvette
[02:09.94]
[02:10.90]Lionel and Dave and the Butcher made three
[02:13.37]
[02:16.70]Oh, you got to meet me by the
[02:18.85]Knuckles of the skinnybone tree
[02:20.06]
[02:24.51]With the strings of a
[02:25.90]Washburn stretched like a clothes line
[02:28.18]
[02:30.57]Oh, you know me and that mule
[02:33.19]Scrambled right through the hole
[02:34.56]
[02:35.33]Me and that mule scrambled
[02:37.03]Right through the hole
[02:37.90]
[02:38.44]I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[02:40.16]
[02:41.49]Black crow, sixteen shells
[02:42.98]
[02:43.51]From a thirty-ought six
[02:44.81]
[02:45.93]Whittle you into kindlin'
[02:46.88]
[02:48.46]Black crow, sixteen shells
[02:50.26]From a thirty-ought six
[02:51.48]
[02:59.15]Now I hold him prisoner in a Washburn jail
[03:01.77]
[03:06.15]That I strapped on the back of my old kick mule
[03:08.78]
[03:09.95]Strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
[03:12.52]
[03:13.52]I bang on the strings just to drive him crazy
[03:15.84]
[03:19.43]Oh, I strum it loud to rattle his cage
[03:22.75]
[03:23.71]Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:26.12]
[03:27.19]Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:29.56]
[03:30.45]Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:32.97]
[03:39.98]Whoa, I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[03:42.67]
[03:43.72]Black crow
[03:44.69]Sixteen shells from a thirty-ought six
[03:46.88]
[03:47.95]Whittle you into kindlin'
[03:49.49]
[03:50.59]Black crow
[03:51.10]Sixteen shells from a thirty-ought six