Nutting Girl by McGrath of Harlow

It's of a poor young fellow,
he lived in Little Rock
Went out one night to hunt for frogs,
and he had a nasty shock.
For as he was driving homeward,
along that country trail
he noticed in the darkness
his light begin to fail

Chorus:
With my fal-lal to my ral-tal-lal
Whack-fol-the-dear-ol-day
And what few nuts that poor man had
he shot them clean away.

His buddy says to Billy,
this is a dar old night,
if we can't mend this headlight
we'll not get home tonight.
The fuse is fairly blown to hell,
and we've got no spare to hand.
But Billy was not bothered,
he'd got a cunning plan.

Chorus:
With my fal-lal to my ral-tal-lal
Whack-fol-the-dear-ol-day
And what few nuts that poor man had
he shot them clean away.

He climbed into that pickup,
and he reached beneath the seat,
And he took a rifle in his hand,
and he says, I'll not be beat.
And he took a bullet from the gun,
and he stuck it in the fuse.
And the headlight worked like magic,
on account of Billy's ruse

Chorus:
With my fal-lal to my ral-tal-lal
Whack-fol-the-dear-ol-day
And what few nuts that poor man had
he shot them all away.

But the pickup truck went jolting,
and that fuse began to heat,
And Billy's bullet blasted,
and it shot him through the seat.
And Billy roared and bellowed,
as wild as wild can be,
And the pickup truck went wild as well,
and it drive into a tree

Chorus:
With my fal-lal to my ral-tal-lal
Whack-fol-the-dear-ol-day
And what few nuts that poor man had
he shot them clean away.

So now they lie in traction,
and the future's not so bad for Billy's feeling better,
though he's got a dimpled chad.
And there's a happy ending,
at least there's some might say,
For in all that confusion
the frogs got clean away.

Chorus:
With my fal-lal to my ral-tal-lal
Whack-fol-the-dear-ol-day
And what few nuts that poor man had
he shot them clean away.

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