Mow the Lawn Blues lyrics
Saturday, November 10, 2007

Ain't gonna SPEND my money on whiskey and wine
Running around and having good times
I tell you, mama, from now on
I am coming home and gonna mow my lawn

I've been gone
Much too long
I am coming home to mow my lawn

All you gentlemen inclined to roam
You've got work to do in your own home
Don't spend your life on the road
You've got a lawn and it needs to be mowed

I have rambled much too far
I'm coming home, mama, and drive your car
Haul your ashes and cut your grass
Go around slow and make it last

Winter is coming in a week or so
This old world be deep in snow
Had enough fun now we have to survive
I am coming home and shovel my drive

Time to roll
Time to rock
I am coming home to shovel my walk

Old Sweet Songs: A Prairie Home Companion 1974-1976

Old Sweet Songs

Lovingly selected from the earliest archives of A Prairie Home Companion, this heirloom collection represents the music from earliest years of the now legendary show: 1974–1976. With songs and tunes from jazz pianist Butch Thompson, mandolin maestro Peter Ostroushko, Dakota Dave Hull and the first house band, The Powdermilk Biscuit Band (Adam Granger, Bob Douglas and Mary DuShane).

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