Burried Alive by Thomas Young

Duration

4:33

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Country

Lyrics

Please don't berry me,until I'm gone, Doing that,would,just be all wrong, And if you did,I'd come back,to haunt you, So if your berrying me,make sue I'm thru, I didn't get this far,by being a fool, Even tho,i only went,to the sixth grade in school, I was even voted,the most likely to be kool, They said i might even be,a life guard at the pool, Chorus But i fooled them,it weren't none of the above, And i wasn't wearing,no golden glove, And i didn't fly in,on the wings of a dove, And i never got a job,working for the Govt, Bridge Well,that just goes to show,they ain't always right, Sometimes opinions are,way out of site, And you can't always judge,a book by the cover, Just cause he looks like a slob,he might be just the other, A lot of education,can be had out behind the barn, You might not look the part,and not worth a darn, And when they see you climbing,that corporate ladder, They'll come looking for a job,and you can make them madder, Chorus+Bridge So if you get invited,to that class reunion, Tell them your to busy,fighting with the union, Now that your the CEO,of that big company, Your busy all the time,trying to keep the harmony, Your workers,either want a raise,or time off, They are never happy,and at you they will scoff, They are like,a bunch of hogs,scrapping at the trough, They could cause the boss to choke,and die from the cough , Chorus