The Corries - The loo song

I w^Gas born in Arkansas, me ^Cmammy was a squaw, pap^Gpy hailed from ^DTimbuktu, the^Gre’s one thing I recall that I h^Cated most of all, was^G that little^D green shed,^G our loo.

It ^Chad a Cedar shingle roof, I swear t^Ghat was the truth, hin^Gges all rusting and ^Dcorroding, ‘tw^Gas a ghastly shade of green, the w^Corst you’ve ever seen, it ^Gstood there at th^De bottom of t^Ghe garden.

Wel^Gl, one day when I was six, I was chopping^C at some sticks, whe^Gn a nasty little gleam came ^Dto my eye, I r^Gan down to the john and shoved ^Cit off the lawn int^Go the river f^Dlowing gent^Gly by.

Soo^Gn my Pappy called my name, he yelled "^CHey, what's ya game ?" Why^G did you shove our privy i^Dn the drink ? Wel^Gl, then I shook with fear and s^Ched a little tear, I s^Gaid, it wasn’t^D me, I didn’t ^Gthink.

The^Gn my Pappy told to me, how George Washington^C felled the tree, the^Gn he went and owned up s^Dtraight away. And^G because he told the truth, that hone^Cst youth foresooth, his^G Pappy didn’t ^Dpunish him ^Gthat day.

Wel^Gl, me being a little green, I thought I'd^C best come clean, so ^GI told my Pappy how I sank ^Dthat shack. Wel^Gl, with a rebel cry of glee he hauled ^Cme o’er his knee, pro^Gceeded to wop^D me blue an^Gd black.

It ^Chad a Cedar shingle roof, I swear tha^Gt was the truth, hin^Gges all rusting and ^Dcorroding, ‘tw^Gas a ghastly shade of green, the worst y^Cou’ve ever seen, it ^Gstood there at th^De bottom of the ^Ggarden.

Sin^Gce I hadn’t told a lie, I asked ^Cmy Pappy, why ? He ^Gsat there and he answered wi^Dth a frown. Wel^Gl, George Washington’s pappy, he, wasn’t sitt^Cing in the tree, when ^Gthat little ^Dbastard we^Gnt and choppe^Cd ^Git down.