Done Done It

Done Done It
By John Lilly

Now listen here, Sonny, when I was your age
I walked five miles to school uphill both ways.

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I done done it, yeah, I done done it.
I done done it once and I don’t care to do it again.

I was born in the country, raised up on a farm,
I grew green beans as big as your arm.

I built a 10-room house ‘bout a mile from here,
Fed a family of four on a dollar a year.

I cut a cord of firewood and put it in a stack
With both arms tied behind my back.

We had no electricity so every night
We’d watch TV by candlelight.

I rode a motorcycle through the middle of town,
Playing my fiddle and turned around.

You can take it to the bank, half of what I say,
I never let the truth get in the way.