Easy to rest these lazy bones
They go where I go
Hard to see past my big nose
It knows where I go
Woe is me and all the woes
Been long since I seen my toes
Are they still there well I hope so
Count em for me so I know
Cuttin grass and clearing shelves
Pickin flowers for myself
Damsel do me treat me unkind
Plant a garden in my mind
Woe is me and all the woes
Letters to whom, well I suppose
Return to sender everywhere I go
Leave a trail of blood drippin from my nose