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Written 03/06/2009


Submitted:Oct 7, 2011    Reads: 10    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


The girl behind the checkout line

said won't you have a good day

I yelled at her, her eyes bugged out

I said you aint had it my way

While driving down the road

I lost my load, ran over a toad

and cussed it

Yeah i mashed that sucker flat

I broke its back, well don't you know

I crushed it

Oh when it rains it pours

Someone stole my horse

I think the barn doors open

And this have a good day

and have a good night

Is only wishful hopin'

Late last night

I was watchin' the fight

It was a wonderful sight

you know it

But after the break

that they take

They didn't even show it

Early this mornin'

I was watchin' the race

Who won first place

I missed it

And when the screen went dead

on the t.v. set

I picked it up and

I pitched it

Oh when it rains it pours

Someone stole my horse

I think the barn doors open

And this have a good day

and have a good night

Is only wishfull hopin'

If ol' John Prine

was in his prime

I can picture him a singin'

This here song I wrote

oh don't make us choke

I can hear our phones a ringin'

While walking down the isle

I ran into a pile

Of whatever had broken

And I'd have been better off

don't you see

if that girl had never spoken





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