Uncle Ned Don't Use Your Head

Uncle Red, Don't Use Your Head - Lonnie Johnson

I'll be glad when you dead ol' man Ned

I'll be glad when you dead ol' man Ned

Yeas when you dead

You'll stop hangin' your britches on my bed

I'll be glad when you dead ol' man Ned

I'll be glad when you dead

You good for nothin' hound

I'll be glad when you dead

You good for nothin' hound

Yeas when they put you 'leven feet under the ground

I an' your wife will start messin' around

I'll be glad when you dead you good for nothin' hound

Uncle Ned you better stop usin' your head Uncle Ned

You better stop usin' your head Uncle Ned

Now the reason you sick in bed

Eatin' all that raw fish an' old bread

I'll be glad when you dead Uncle Ned

An' this pigmeat goin' be the death of you Uncle Ned

Uncle Ned this pigmeat's goin' be the death of you

Yes pigmeat killed your pappy and your grandpa too

Uncle Ned pigmeat's goin' be the death of you

Uncle Ned you can't do the things you did years ago

Uncle Ned you can't do the things you did years ago

You remember you ninety-four

An' you shake that thing no more

You can't do the things you did years ago