Grey Goose - Remastered 2003

Well, las' Monday mornin', Lawd, Lawd, Lawd,
 Well, las' Monday mornin', Lawd, Lawd, Lawd
 My daddy went a-huntin'
 Well, he carried along his zulu1
 Well, along come a grey goose
 Well, he throwed it to his shoulder,
 an' he ram his hammer' way back
 Well, he pulled on de trigger
 Well, down he come a-windin'
 He was six weeks a-fallin'
 He was six weeks a-findin'
 An' he put him on de wagon,
 An'he taken him to de white house
 He was six weeks a-pickin'
 Lordy, your wife an'my wife,
 Oh, they give a feather pickin'
 An' they put him on to parboil2
 He was six months a-parboil',
 An' they put him on de table,
 Now, de fork couldn' stick him,
 An' de knife couldn't cut him
 An' they throwed him in de hog-pen,
 An' he broke de ol'sow's jawbone
 An' they taken him to de sawmill,
 An' he broke de saw's teeth out
 An' de las' time I seed him,
 Well, he's flyin' across de ocean,
 Wid a long string o' goslin's,
 An' they all goin': quank quink-quank