Uncle Bob’s Corner lyrics
by Unholy Modal Rounders
One, two, three, four
Well, I ain't gonna die, oh no
I swear I don't need no tombstone
If women and whiskey
Will leave me alone
Oh no, uh-huh-huh
I used to be some kind of derelict
And I was a fool
Tell me what the use my friend
If you live, you ought to rule
Oh no, uh-huh-huh
But those people say to me, it don't
Mean anything to me
When I go out sailing
Out on the deep blue sea
Oh no, uh-huh-huh
I know I ain't so good lookin', no
My teeth don't shine like pearls
I'm so glad good looks
They don't carry you through this world
Oh no, uh-huh-huh
Well, you can't find a rock to throw at a snake
Nowhere but nowhere in Georgia
What was me and uncle Bob
Pity that way for
Oh no, uh-huh-huh
[Instrumental Break]
Oh, they're closing up the bar room
It's a quarter to four
I know that's when my uncle Bob
He's drinking off the floor
Oh no, uh-huh-huh
Well, drinking early in the morning
I swear no, no, don't you ever scold me
That's the best time to drink
'Cause that's when it takes a hold of me
Oh no, uh-huh-huh