I don`t mind the sparrows stealin` my seed
the crow gettin` fat on my corn
but that beady eyed buzzard hangin` `round my gal
is gonna wish he never was born ( never was born! )
Let the hungry old hawk take a chicken or two
and only the rooster will cry
but the beady eyed buzzard hangin` `round my gal
is gonna wish he knew how to fly!
Better start flyin`
you better high tail it outta town!
You`re headin` straight for trouble
if you keep on a circling `round!
You can fill up your pockets with ma seed an` ma corn
take my horse, load the wagon up too!
But you beady eyed buzzard stay away from my gal
or else it`s gonna be . . . the end of you!
( Better start flyin` . . . )
you better high tail it outta town!
You`re headin` straight for trouble
if you keep on a circling `round!
You can fill up your pockets with ma seed an` ma corn
take my horse, load the wagon up too!
But you beady eyed buzzard stay away from my gal
or else it`s gonna be . . . the end of you!
. . . the end of you!
Words and Music by Eddie Snyder
and Richard Ahlert
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