Old MacDonald, Dang
Bluegrass, folk rock, acoustic guitar, drumsLyrics
Old Macdonald had a farm,
E-I-E-I-OHHHH
Here we go!
Jump with me!
woah oh!
fly with me!
woah oh!
Let me see the side to life that you hide… (he cries)
woah oh oh oh!
I can see everything!
through a private eye! (surprise!)
do
do do
do do do do do you?
remember the days on the farm?
do
do do
do do do do do you?
remember the days you caused me harm?
old, Macdonald, had, a farm,
the cows never came on home,
old lady’s at the bar…
smokin’ good ole doobies in the back of the pastors car…
Old, Macdonald, he had himself a farm,
but now he lives real close to town,
and his life fell apart…
he grabs his trusty shotgun,
he puts it to his head…
E-I-E-I-Ohhhhh,
old macdonald’s dead…
Oh oh oh
oh oh woah,
the winding road,
of,
a broken home…
we never know just,
where it stops…
where it ends up,
oh I pray it’s safety God…
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