my cowboy left me,
and i'm a hurtin'.

i'm a hurtin in a
real bad way,
in a hurtin' way.'

my neck is a aching,
i've got a case of
tunnel carpel,
and my new eyes
still have yet to
arrive in the mail.

i'm a hurtin real bad
and i'm a sad.

my cowboy left me
and i'm a hurtin,

i'm a hurtin' in
a real bad way.
~~~

i have a sweet gal,
but we don't
talk
anymore,

i  still luv her
but i can't call
to tell her,
why
so suddenly,
i'm
so silent.

i didn't go
anywhere lil darlin',
the reason you
never hear
from me anymore
is

'cause we talked
so long
all night
every night
on
the telephone,

i don't have
no more
minutes left.

my sweet
lil' gal
used up all my
minutes,

and now i'm a
missing my gal,
every night
when i'm out a
drinkin' with
my pals

trying to drown
out that sorrow,

of not being able
to reach out to
her tomorrow,
to my sweet  
little gal.

that lil gal
she used up all
*of my minutes.

snickersnee
now that is one,
cute, little sounding word.

snickersnee,
snickersnee,
com'ere little,
snickersnee.

here little
snickersnee.

makes a right
fine
cute name.

but look it up,
yes, of course *
like i had to do,
whadda think,
i know anything?
yeah right!*

now let us turn to
SNICKERSNEE.....

i leave the rest of
this inquiry to you....

scrape, scrape
went the sharp blade,
the sound wafting,
through this
fresh, cool,
sweet,
morning air,
where the young
handsome
brave lad
was sharpening
his huge
snickersnees.






\SNIK-er-snee\
noun
1. a knife, especially one used as a weapon.
Quotes
The commander of the sloop was hurrying about and giving a world of orders, which were not very strictly attended to, one man being busy in lighting his pipe, and another in sharpening his snicker-snee.
-- Washington Irving, Bracebridge Hall, 1882
Origin
Snickersnee came to English in the late 1600s from the Dutch steken meaning "to stick" and snijden meaning "to cut."

i'm gonna get me
a new set of eyeballs
too much readin'
n writin n stuff

can't proofread
worth a dam
gotta go live my life
not set here n write

now i got me's
a little nut
and she writes
not so slow

i ain't much
fer words
likin the
sound of silence
myself

but this little
new nut
she's kinda a
cute little darlin

so with my eyes
whirling in despair
i slog forth
until they can
be repaired.

i gotta get me
a new set
of eyeballs,

one new set of eyeballs
i'm gonna get
me.