The Guy Who Kin Sling It
By Walter Wolf
Some fellers er allus a spoutin’
Bout the coin they used to make.
Like the girl thets allus a shoutin,
Bout the good pies she kin bake.
Now the feller thets allus made the dough
Should git credit fer Mary’s pies,
But how do it come, I’d like t’ know—
That this feller gits by with so many lies.
The guy he meets Mary an he shoots his bazoo,
Then suddenly ther married and I’ll leave it to you—
If the guy who kin sling it aint the guy thet gits by—
An allus gits the best uv the girls home-made pies.
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