I parked upon an old dirt road
Contemplating conservation
I heard in the distance a forest toad

There came a rumbling from below
Creating in me some reservation
I parked upon an old dirt road

I smelled grass freshly mowed
It begin a contemplation
I heard in the distance a forest toad

Remembering a picture I once was showed
And my complete indignation
I parked upon an ole dirt road

To my right a firefly perfectly glowed
With fierce retaliation
I heard in the distance a forest toad

My broken pick-up needed to be towed
Down to the service station
I parked upon an old dirt road
I heard in the distance a forest toad