Goober Peas

Melody - USA Civil War

Sitting by the roadside
On a summer's day
Chatting with my mess-mates
Passing time away
Lying in the shadows
Underneath the trees
Goodness how delicious
Eating goober peas.

|: Peas, peas, peas, peas
   Eating goober peas
   Goodness how delicious
   Eating goober peas. :|
  When a horse-man passes,
The soldiers have a rule
To cry out their loudest,
"Mister, here's your mule?"
But another custom,
Enchanting-er than these
Is wearing out your grinders,
Eating goober peas.

Just before the battle,
The General hears a row
He says "The Yanks are coming,
I hear their rifles now."
He looks down the roadway
And what d'you think he sees?
The Georgia Militia
Cracking goober peas.

I think my song has lasted
Just about enough.
The subject's interesting but
The rhymes are mighty rough.
I wish the war was over
So free from rags and fleas
We'd kiss our wives and sweethearts,
Say good-bye to goober peas.

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