WhooHee!!

Put in more work with the banjo for this one. Hope you enjoy it!!

Lyrics:
Hold back on the riverbank, this water's much too deep
Don't smack when you're chewing, son, that's not how we eat
Crab fingers on the dance floor, tip toes in the cutting room. . . .
You'll get more than you're looking for lifting lids on tombs
Hold back
Hold back
Hold back
If your golden rule is to stay a fool to try and save some face,
I think you'll find getting left behind makes for some longer days
Dance a jig to an old-time rag, set your clock to an old-time reel. . . .
Undo your lock, let it go tick-tock, you've got nothing to steal
Hold back
Hold back
Hold back
Grab a favorite personal item, a hammer, and some PPE
You might find that keeping time is easy when you swing away
Take a breath and count it out, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. . . .
The things you piss and moan about are part of being alive
Hold back
Hold back
Hold back
Start a blog about a worn-out dog that's forgotten how to heel
Salacious stories 'bout running 'round trying to square the deal
Embrace your roots while knocking boots, that's how we all get here. . . .
Get that third-eye open wide, don't let it shed a tear
Hold back
Hold back
Hold back
Hold back
I gave up eating meat, but I still got my steak knife
For cutting through those fleshy wounds that are holding me behind
I admit I can cause a rift, but for the grace go I. . . .
I lay flat my welcome mat, the secret to getting by
Hold back
Hold back
Hold back
I'm reminded by a guiding light that puts me in my place
Your scriptures got some phony words, I think I'll rest my case
The heat never really leaves you when you grow up way down South. . . .
Used my tongue on a new one, she took the words right from my mouth
Hold back
Hold back
Hold back
Hold back