Jackrabbit done run cross that road
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Goin' to motel in the sky
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That rabbit done, story been told
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Why that jackrabbit done go die?
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Old turtle go next cross that road
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He crawlin' as low as he can
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That turtle done talk to that toad
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Turtle don't cross here again
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And everybody goes whichever way the wind blows
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Young chicken done cross near that road
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He listen to traffic go by
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That chicken done, story been told
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To get to the other side
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I warn ya, don't go near that road
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I know that road, it's a bitch
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I walk right next to that road
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All hanging out in the ditch
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If ever you travel that road
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You better keep over your side
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And keepin' your hands on the wheel
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That road be a long road to ride
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Whichever Way The Wind Blows
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| Bob Mould |
