Mowin' Down the Roses

Down in Mississippi

It's a perfect time of year

To break out the jumper cables

And try to crank this ol' John Deere

Well, I can't wait to fire it up

And put 'er into gear

I know I should be hurtin'

But I'm smiling ear to ear

'Cause I'm mowin' down the roses

I'm mowin' down the roses

I'm mowin' down the roses

That you planted in our yard

I poured out your purty perfume

Straight down the toilet bowl

And I ripped your face straight off the wall

Left nothing but some holes

I loaded up your closets

Into fifteen garbage bags

And I smoked 'em with your potpourri

On a burn pile in the back

Now I'm mowin' down the roses

I'm mowin' down the roses

I'm mowin' down the roses

That you planted in our yard

Down in Mississippi

It's getting perfectly clear

That anything you used to love

Just ain't gonna grow round here

I'm mowin' down the roses

That you planted in our yard

I'm mowin' down the roses

I'm mowin' down the roses

I'm mowin' down the roses