THE OLD LUMBER YARD
The old lumber yard is the place to beComes in my friends that UI like to see
They buy hammers,nails, tools and such
Some's like me and doesn't buy that much
You hear the sound of the saw go buzz
A straighter board you never seen there wuz
Hinges over here and pipe joints over there
Buy just one nail they don't seem to care
The girls inside are pretty, smart and fun
Don't see how the yard guys get much done?
A better cup of coffee, you won't ever see
Don't drink to much or you will hafta pee
So if you've got a leaky roof
Or a problem with your sink?
If you need a new garage
Or your toilets on the blink?
Stop in give the girls your list
She'll see what she can do?
Unless you get the one I get
Who doesn't have a clue.
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