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Hank Snow

Old Doc Brown

RCA Victor LPM-1156
Oct / 1955

Produced by Steve Sholes

Cover image of Old Doc Brown

Hank Snow - vocal/guitar
Ray Edenton, Jack Shook - guitar
Melvin Gentry - steel
Ernie Newton - bass
Tommy Vaden, Chubby Wise - fiddle
Marvin Hughes - piano/organ
Recorded:
Sep/1955, RCA Victor Studio, Nashville

11.

Lazy Bones

Johnny Mercer - Hoagy Carmichael

© Southern Music, ASCAP

Lazy bones sleepin' in the sun
How you think you're gonna get your day's work done
You'll never get your day's work done
Sleepin' in the noon day shade

Lazy bones sleepin' in the shade
How you're gonna get your cornmeal made
You'll never get your cornmeal made
Sleepin' in that noon day shade

When taters need sprayin' I bet you keep prayin'
The bugs fall off of the vine
And when you go fishin' I bet you keep wishin'
The fish don't grab at your line

Lazy bones loafin' through the day
How you spect you're gonna make a dime that way
You'll never make a dime that way
Sleepin' in the noon day shade

I'd like to tell you folks a tale about a certain guy
He's never done a full day's work and that friends ain't no lie
When he was just a kid you know still lyin' in his crib
He wouldn't shake his rattle I ain't aimin' none to fib
But I'll bet you people won't believe me if I tell you this
He never went a swimmin' or pretty girls he didn't kiss
You see the effort he put forth would be so weak and frail
That even tho the kid did try he'd more than likely fail
His folks were both disgusted with the lazy little lout
And even tho they beat him he never did get out
He grew fast in fact the fastest thing he ever done
And soon he reached the ripe old age of forty years and one
He got a wife to work for him
And even told her how to mop the floor and feed the hogs and milk the jersey cow
He taught her all the chores around the chores he should have done
Wile he just sat around the home and she was on the run
Come meal time tho he'd be as prompt as six o'clock
And stuff himself yes he'd eat far more than all the farming staff
But he's older now and aging fast still he don't have to cry
Cause when his Master calls for him he'll be too lazy to die

Lazy bones sleepin' through the day
How you spect you're gonna make a dime that way
You'll never make a dime that way
Sleepin' in the noon day shade

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