Look Real Pretty
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Look Real Pretty
(Short song)
We're not here to look real pretty.
We work hard and we get dirty.
Oh yeah. Oh yeah.
We're up and at 'em 'round four thirty,
chorin' up fences, makin' 'em sturdy.
Oh yeah. Oh yeah.
When done on the day we sing like the birdies,
chug a few down and we get wordy.
Oh yeah. Oh yeah.
So if you come around when the week is done,
toss away the shovel and have ya some fun.
Call on Betty Lou and the preacher's son,
shake a tambourine and rap on a drum,
dance around and sing like the world's just begun,
then git on home afore the setting sun.
Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah!
(inspired after my first hearing of The Way I Should by Iris Dement)
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