Uncle Ben's Remedy - Little Devils
My friend Squirrel lived up on a hill
He had endless ways to satisfy his will
He found room in his garage to build a still
He asked all the old men round and he read the books
And started keeping company with crooks
Soon old Squirrel’s still began to cook
Chorus:
Oh it’s hard not to see it as a mistake
That the Lord would leave us in charge of our fate
Lookin In the shine it becomes clear
There’re little devils in here
Soon the shine it fell behind demand
Old squirrel needed him an extra pair of hands
Welcome to the story, Mr Deputy Franze
An old police car with a trunk of shine
And sawed off Deer Slayers by their sides
Two blind hillbillies plum out their minds
Chorus
Every man must reap just what he sows
Now the wife and kids they live with gramma Rose
Ol Squirrel wakes up in yesterday’s clothes
Written by:
Benjamin Westlund, Harmony Griffin, Shawn Glenn Huestis, Brendan James O'Connor, James Walter Royce
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