Owwwwwooooooo
What's that I see callin' in these woods?
Why, it's Little Red Bar Pit
Hey there Little Red Bar Pit,
you sure are givin' me a fit,:evil:
You're everything my friends warned me about.
Listen to me.
Little Red Bar Pit
I don't think little big holes should
be snaggin’ my Jeep in these big bad woods all alone
Owwwwwooooooo
What big ruts you have,
the kind of ruts that drives Jeepers mad
Just to see that I don't get out,
You’ve got the slickest mud, I’ve no doubt
What slick gook you have
It’s sure to drive a Jeeper mad
So until I get winched from this place,
I’m gonna curse and wail all over the place.
I’m gonna keep my coveralls on
Until I’m sure that I can get gone
Owwwwwooooooo
Little Red Bar pit
I’d like to winch out if I could,
But my remote’s at home, and the damn handle broke so I won’t
Owooooo!
What a big, tow bill I’ll have-the better to put me in debt.
Little Red Bar Pit,
Even the farm jack’s bent for good.
I’m sure you’re satisfied, I see five more rigs stuck like mine.
Will I hike, to my girlfriend’s place, this bear chasin’ me, we’re in a race...
{feet don’t fail me now}
Little Red Bar Pit,
you sure are givin' me a fit,
You're everything my friends warned me about.
Owwwwwooooooo, I mean whaaaaa! Whaa?