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  1. Weary Owls

Lyrics

Weary Owls
By Leo Rondeau

Concerning the girls in California
Boys beware let me warn you
They’re not afraid to proper scorn you
They made me feel blue

I had a big black beauty in Pensacola
Who hugged me like a boa constrictor
She’d make a promise and not deliver
She never once pulled through

Fire and brimstone raining down
I’m a hell of a fighter pound for pound
Can’t you feel my wishing a washing

The owl’s making sure that it comes undone
If you’re not gonna scrap you better run
Henny Penny can’t you see the sky’s a falling

I gotta hit the road and you know what for
I make my living as a troubadour
You make yours as a pretty little whore
But I love you just the same

I don’t know why they’re being mean to me
I haven’t been nothing but peaches and cream
When they all fell out I picked up the steam
But I’m too old to play that game

I turned 21 picking on the big grand stand
Drunker than Indian robbed of his land
Oh my brother there’s no use balling

The owl’s making sure that it comes undone
If you’re not gonna scrap you better run
Henny Penny can’t you see the sky’s a falling

Fire and brimstone raining down
I’m a hell of a fighter pound for pound
Can’t you feel my wishing a washing

The owl’s making sure that it comes undone
If you’re not gonna scrap you better run
Henny Penny can’t you see the sky’s a falling