2014 CD

RED HAT BOY

Three by six
Tradin’ for a wooden box
Your clock ticks
Gonna count electric shocks
Red Hat boy, ‘tis dirty shame
Gruesome Gertie calls your name

Not your fault
If a little blood was spilt
You cried halt
But they came at you full tilt
Red Hat boy, your dirty hands
Gruesome Gertie now demands

Got a cross
Gonna pray for holy grace
Call the boss
Have him come clean up your face
Red Hat boy, your purdy “wife”
Gruesome Gertie wants your life

Three by six
Tradin’ for a wooden box
Your clock ticks
Gonna count electric shocks
Red Hat boy, ‘tis dirty shame
Gruesome Gertie calls your name
Red Hat boy, ‘tis dirty shame
Gruesome Gertie calls your name
Red Hat boy, ‘tis dirty shame
Gruesome Gertie calls your name

© 2012 David E. Miller

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