Mr. Woods

[Verse 1]
Big, big Mr. Woods
Big, big Mr. Woods
Can't tell the trees for himself

[Verse 2]
Five hundred pounds square
Comes crashing through the air
And I wonder what he's doing there

[Verse 3]
Well, I ain't at my pack of dirt
But on my way home from church
I keep my eyes to the earth

[Verse 4]
Someone stole our street sign
Barreled in and crossed the line
Now we live on Nothing Lane

[Bridge]
Mr. Woods and his wife
Carved me out a slice of life
Kissed me once, gave me the knife

[Outro]
Well, it got away from me today
It's a fisherman's fall from grace
Rory, get your dory, there's a herring in the bay
Rory got his dory, but the herring went away