Well my dear Buzzard Looks like your lies about the phone You really hit the big time and made the cover of the Rolling Stone
I am the Mouth But you named the game Yes I believe a head did roll And The Gold Pen will be my fame
What are these lies that cross your beak I am not the one with a phone connection weak
You sing a sad song of your tales of woe Your singed tale feathers Oh when will they grow
There you stand Your head rolling and for the world to see your butt just a shining
My Darlin you know when fire you do play the feathers will sizzle and your head rolls away
Now it seems your ink does not freely blend You need to catch up for the Gold Pen win
Excuses you have plenty for not keeping up the duel But just know the Mouth never runs out of fuel
I'm sure your Daddy warned about a lady kept waiting So my Sweet Buzzard set your priorities just start writing
Original By The Mouth of The South aka
Donna DeLong Matthews July 2009
Audio Garth Brooks Shameless
Lyric Re-Write
Buz Your shameless when it comes to Telling lies You'll do anything to steal my pen You'll do anything at all.
And I'm standing here for all the world to see Oh Buzzard, that's what's left of you Heads don't have far to roll
I know now your not a man whose ever been Insecure about the world he's been write'n in I don't break easy, I have The Pen And I see the fantasy your live'n in
Your shameless, oh Buzzard, You don't have a prayer Every time You see me standing here You go down upon your knees.
I'm not changing, swore Id never give it up and you can't convinced me otherwise I do anything I please.
You see in all my life I've always found What I couldn't resist, what I wouldn't turn down I could walk away from anything I ever choose Oh Buz this one ur gonna lose
I have never let anything go that means this much to me My mouth is too skilled to give in now Now I've made myself a name by duel'n with a Buzzard But its this Gold Pen, I can't refuse You've never had so much to lose
And Your shameless.
You know it should be easy for a man whose strong To say he's sorry and admit when he's wrong I've never lost anything I've ever wanted And I'll never lose the Pen to lies.
Its out of your hands.
Your shameless, You don't have any power here I don't trust you anyhow And I'll never let it go.
Oh, your shameless, shameless as a man can be With your lies told I just wanted to you to know.
Well I guess I won't have that headache anymore LOL
I guess it finally happened, I stuck my head out toooo far once to often :)
Lets see I have used, gone fishing, gone hunting, yard work, family BBQ
I guess I will soon have to write something, I'm running out of excuses
Great write Donna, I enjoyed it, I think :)
The Buzzard
One of the best of you my dearest of dearest friends, in this little duel of talented pens. I am one of only a few that realizes what it takes for you to bring the graphics to the page ... add the music, words, lyrics and delightful fun, these just can't help but be a winner in anyone's book!
Ray, my friend, you better glue on your singed feathers because now you are missing your head! ROTFL
Sharpen the point to your pen and let us not wait too long to see your reply. Who knows what body part you will loose next? The Golden Pen an extension of keys, so you little Buzzard you best be finding yourself in front of your keys.
You know our dear Mouth Of The South is shameless. Beware!!! Be very afraid.
LOL
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