I do not want to be dilapidated
And I don't want to be in Omaha
Just because I don't like grits
And have trouble saying pa
I wish not to be unfettered
And I hope not to turn green
Although I do wish and hope
I don't fall out the screen
I am wishing and hoping
Just as much as I am hoping and wishing
That in the time to come
I'll go do a bit of fishing
And I obnoxiously pray
That sure as hell then some day
I will not fall down or back
While I am caring that heavy sack
