Got my bread all rationed
And my beans cut in two halves
Got my bread all rationed
And my beans cut in two halves
Got that old cow bagging
Waiting on that old cow to calve
Well, we calve in the spring
And we ship 'em in the fall
Well, we calve in the spring
And we ship 'em in the fall
Come on winter, find me digging
Through the pockets of my coveralls
Got a hole in the fence
My pairs are headed for town
Got a hole in the fence
And my pairs are all walking to town
Somebody seen 'em at the station
Buying tickets for that old Greyhound
