Socks And Teeth

Socks and teeth. Socks and teeth.
A poor man don’t like thinkin about either of these.
Just pork and beans. Pork and beans, the weather and dreams.

Never go to town. Never go to town.
All the ladies know why you comin round.
Just sit back down. Sit back down.
She’ll find you, further on down.

O’ wishing well, I’m wishing well
all the good people that climbed
as high as they could and then fell.
I’m wishing well, o’ wishing well
we’re just too proud to tell.

Socks and teeth. Socks and teeth.
A poor man don’t like thinkin about either of these.
Just pork and beans. Pork and beans, the weather and dreams.