Learn to Fly
Now I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life...
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
A Haystack flapping its wings in a valiant effort to fly away.
Leroy, the ranch hand, was spoonin' the Farmer's Daughter under the hay tarp. Suddenly a gust of wind lifted the canvas and Leroy was staring at the Farmer, double-barrel in hand.
Well, ol' Leroy lit outta there faster than a hog to slop.
He bailed on his gal, he bailed on his boss, he bailed on his job and also missed out on 2 barrels of rock-salt and gravel.
The moral of the story:
You can bale all day,
but it don't stack the hay!
Learn to Fly
Now I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life...
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
A Haystack flapping its wings in a valiant effort to fly away.
Leroy, the ranch hand, was spoonin' the Farmer's Daughter under the hay tarp. Suddenly a gust of wind lifted the canvas and Leroy was staring at the Farmer, double-barrel in hand.
Well, ol' Leroy lit outta there faster than a hog to slop.
He bailed on his gal, he bailed on his boss, he bailed on his job and also missed out on 2 barrels of rock-salt and gravel.
The moral of the story:
You can bale all day,
but it don't stack the hay!