The Pioneers
Oh, the pioneers have hairy ears.
They pee through leather britches.
They wipe their ass on broken glass,
Those hardened sons-of-bitches.
When tail is rare, they screw a bear.
They knife him if he snitches.
They knock their cocks against the rocks,
Those hardy sons-of-bitches.
They take their ass upon the grass
From fairies or from witches
Their two pound dicks are full of ticks,
Those hardy sons-of-bitches.
Without remorse, they screw a horse,
And beat him if he twitches.
Their mighty pricks are full of nicks,
Those hardy sons-of-bitches.
To make a mule stand for the tool,
They beat him with hickory switches.
They use their dicks for walking sticks,
Those hardy sons-of-bitches.
When beans is rare they do not care
They take a shot of whiskey
They screw their wives with butcher knives
Those hardy sons of bitches.
