up on th` hill
down by the river
by the ocean
across the field
by the word
of the boognish
lordy lordy lord
i`m comin` home
when i was younger
my mamma told me
she said `gener,
i wanna smell it.`
then she smelled it
and it was smelly
and she said
lordy lordy lord
i`m comin` home
in a dream
said he was comin`
boognish was risin`
up from the mist
he held the scepter
of wealth and power
he said, `by god,
i`ve come to take you home.`