Lyrics

Just like old Saxophone Joe When he's got the hogshead up on his toe Oh me, oh my Love that country pie Listen to the fiddler play When he's playin' 'til the break of day Oh me, oh my Love that country pie Raspberry, strawberry, lemon and lime What do I care? Blueberry, apple, cherry, pumpkin and plum Call me for dinner, honey, I'll be there Saddle up my big white goose Tie her on me and turn her loose Oh me, oh my Love that country pie Don't need much and that ain't no lie Ain't runnin' any race Give to me my country pie I won't throw it up in anybody's face Shake me up that old peach tree Little Jack Horner got nothin' on me Oh me, oh my Love that country pie Come on Oh me, oh my I love that country pie
Writer(s): Bob Dylan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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