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Cledus T. Judd

Genres: Country

Goodbye Squirrel Lyrics - Cledus T. Judd

Be very very quiet, we are huntin' somethin' 

 

Me and Harold Muffert were outdoors men 

Set in our backwoods ways 

Both members of the huntin' club 

Both active in the NRA 

(National Redneck Association) 

 

We scouted a location where we had no doubt 

We'd kill the biggest buck in the world 

(About a 34 pointer) 

Harold waited in his tree stand 

But all he seen was a squirrel 

 

Dang near two weeks since the season started 

And neither one of us was amused 

We had on real tree cameo, high-powered ammo 

But no big game to shoot 

 

Then we finally saw a deer as big as a horse 

Harold had him in his cross hairs 

(Shoot him!) 

But that squirrel jumped off of a branch above us 

And landed in Harold's hair 

(What is that thing, get it out!) 

 

Harold fell off the stand 

On his head he landed 

Like a wimp he laid there cryin' 

Till I climbed on down 

Picked him up off the ground 

And it didn't take us long to decide 

That squirrel had to die 

 

Goodbye squirrel, with black-eyed peas 

You're gonna taste good to me squirrel 

It's you or me 

Come on out of that tree squirrel 

Hey, guess what 

You've eaten your last nut squirrel 

 

Me and Harold went down to the surplus store 

Bought a keg of dynamite 

Two baseball bats and a case of M-80's 

We were in for one heck of a fight 

(We'll show you) 

 

When you're huntin' with dumb and dumber 

Something's surely bound to go wrong 

(Now be careful) 

And when Harold lit that real short fuse 

I knew it wouldn't be long 

 

When the dynamite blew 

Harold's foot did too 

And fingers began to fly 

(Fly, fly) 

We were barely alive 

When the Game Warden arrived 

And much to our surprise 

That squirrel didn't die 

(Gosh) 

 

Goodbye squirrel 

Just one more shot 

You'll be in my crock pot, squirrel 

You'll make a lunch 

You overgrown chipmunk, squirrel 

I'll skin you hide 

And make a hat when it's dry, squirrel 

 

Dadblame Earl, my gosh 

Ronnie Milsap could shoot better than you 

You gimme, I said, "Gimme, gimme that gun" 

Look out, look out, [Incomprehensible] 

I think I killed somethin' 

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