up and down like a fiddlers elbow
I'll huff and I'll puff and blow the raft UP ---- BANG
Ol Hickory said we'd take 'em by surprise
So we didn't open fire til we looked 'em in their eyes.
We held our fire til we seed their faces well,
Then we opened up our squirrel-guns and we really gave 'em hell.
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
