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The Bug Song (Stompin' Tom Connors) video
#1065: YouTube video by Elger Heath
©2012 ~ Used with permission ~

Now, when the good ol' holidays roll around,
I'm the kind of a guy that likes to be found,
Just takin' it easy and layin' around - doin' nothin'.
But I take my chair and sit on the lawn,
And just when all my cares are gone,
About a million bugs start carryin' on,
and I'm cussin'.
Some caterpillar from up some tree decides
as far as he can see,
There's nothin' to do but to fall on me -
the damn worm.
And a dirty ol' fly just makin' it clear,
That he ain't had a bath for over a year,
So he's takin' one now in my glass of beer
to lose germs.

Bugs, bugs, bugs. If I had them all in jugs,
I'd dig, dig, dig, till a big, big hole was dug,
dug, dug, dug,
And that would be the end of the bug song.
Bugs, bugs, bugs. If I had them all in jugs,
I'd dig, dig, dig, till a big, big hole was dug,
dug, dug, dug,
And that would be the end of the bug song.

Well, I try to sleep when I get the chance,
But you just can't trust them cursed ants;
They're never satisfied till they're in your pants
and you're crawlin'
With a spider web right across the face.
I'm lookin' around for a better place,
Till a couple of hornets take up the chase,
and I'm howlin'!
Well, I head for the house and I hold my breath,
Till I find some stuff in the medicine chest,
For the welts I got on the spot you guessed -
where I'm sittin'.
And the wife gets mad 'cause I forgot
To get stuff for the fleas our kitten caught
Off some old dog on the neighbour's lot,
and she's rippin'.

Bugs, bugs, bugs. If I had them all in jugs,
I'd dig, dig, dig, till a big, big hole was dug,
dug, dug, dug,
And that would be the end of the bug song.
Bugs, bugs, bugs. If I had them all in jugs,
I'd dig, dig, dig, till a big, big hole was dug,
dug, dug, dug,
And that would be the end of the bug song.

Well, I chased that moth from the middle drawer,
That chewed the clothes I use ta wore,
And I jammed my thumb on the bedroom door
tryin' to catch 'im.
And I'm sure the mosquitoes all know their skill,
'Cause one pried up my windowsill,
And he limped through the air with a broken drill,
and I'm scratchin'.
You might think I'm a little bit rough,
'Cause I don't take to that nature stuff,
But I think I've just about had enough of them bugs.
Now your backyard might be okay,
But I'm goin' down to buy some spray,
'Cause my little place is walkin' away with them bugs.

Bugs, bugs, bugs. If I had them all in jugs,
I'd dig, dig, dig, till a big, big hole was dug,
dug, dug, dug,
And that would be the end of the bug song.
Bugs, bugs, bugs. If I had them all in jugs,
I'd dig, dig, dig, till a big, big hole was dug,
dug, dug, dug,
And that would be the end of the bug song.

That would be the end of the bug song,
I'm gonna dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig.

####.... Charles Thomas (Stompin' Tom) Connors from Saint John, New Brunswick [1936-2013] ....####
See more Stompin' Tom Connors songs.

The video above features a cover performance by Elger Heath of Brandon, Manitoba, Canada.


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