Country pie
par Bob Dylan
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Just like old Saxophone Joe
When he´s got the hogshead up on his toe
Oh me, oh my
Love that country pie
Listen to the fiddler play
When he´s playin´ ´til the break of day
Oh me, oh my
Love that country pie
Raspberry, strawberry, lemon and lime
What do I care?
Blueberry, apple, cherry, pumpkin and plum
Call me for dinner, honey, I´ll be there
Saddle me up my big white goose
Tie me on ´er and turn her loose
Oh me, oh my
Love that country pie
I don´t need much and that ain´t no lie
Ain´t runnin´ any race
Give to me my country pie
I won´t throw it up in anybody´s face
Shake me up that old peach tree
Little Jack Horner´s got nothin´ on me
Oh me, oh my
Love that country pie
When he´s got the hogshead up on his toe
Oh me, oh my
Love that country pie
Listen to the fiddler play
When he´s playin´ ´til the break of day
Oh me, oh my
Love that country pie
Raspberry, strawberry, lemon and lime
What do I care?
Blueberry, apple, cherry, pumpkin and plum
Call me for dinner, honey, I´ll be there
Saddle me up my big white goose
Tie me on ´er and turn her loose
Oh me, oh my
Love that country pie
I don´t need much and that ain´t no lie
Ain´t runnin´ any race
Give to me my country pie
I won´t throw it up in anybody´s face
Shake me up that old peach tree
Little Jack Horner´s got nothin´ on me
Oh me, oh my
Love that country pie