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Goober Peas
[Verse 1]
Sittin' by the roadside on a summer day
Chattin' with my mess mates passin' time away
Sittin' in the shadow underneath the trees
Goodness, how delicious, eatin' goober peas

[Chorus]
Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eatin' goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eatin' goober peas (Tell 'em I did)

[Verse 2]
When a farmer passes the soldiers have a rule
To cry out at their loudest, "Mister, here's your mule"
But there is a pleasure and chattier than these
It's wearin' out your grinders eatin' goober peas

[Chorus]
Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eatin' goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eatin' goober peas (Pick it, boys)

[Instrumental Break]
(Pick it, Davy)
[Verse 3]
Just before the battle, the Gen'ral hears a row
He says, "The Yanks are comin', I hear their rifles now"
He turns around in wonder and whadda you think he sees?
The Georgia militia eatin' goober peas

[Chorus]
Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eatin' goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eatin' goober peas

[Verse 4]
We think this song has lasted almost long enough
The subject is most interestin' but rhymes are mighty rough
When this war was over, when free from rags and fleas
We'll kiss our wives and sweethearts
And
Then
We'll
Gobble goober peas