Frum the sooblime to the riddiculuss! (a holler frum the hills)
Valentines is red
Jes' like my ol' redneck -
And so's cuzzin Fred
When he's drunker than heck!
I ast them to give me a gift frum ol' Cupid,
Seemed to me like a right nice ideer.
But they laffed and they hollered and sed that was stupid,
And all that I got was this red can of beer.
Oh where, oh where has true luv done gone?
Oh where, oh where can it be?
Though I ain't all that purty I whomp up good cornpone,
But I guess ain't no Valentine I'm gonna see...
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