Mr. Myrtle's Smokehouse

Music & Lyrics by J. Byrd Fuddly

VERSE ONE

Down at Mr. Myrtle's Smokehouse / You know we smoke it in the morning / We smoke it in the afternoon / We smoke it at night


Well we smoke at twenty after / Until the smoke rolls up the rafters / Keep on smokin' through the laughter / 'Til we're feelin' just right


CHORUS ONE

When you get to feeling like you haven't got a friend / Just hang out at Myrtle's smokehouse / Til you're hap- hap- happy again


VERSE TWO

Down at Mr. Myrtle's smokehouse / We smoke it when we shouldn't ought to / Smoke it when they tell us not to / And it suits us just fine


We smoke it 'til knocks our socks off / Smoke it we get our rocks off / Smoke it 'til we cough our blocks off / And we're losin' our minds


CHORUS TWO

When you've had a long day and you owe yourself a treat / Just swing into Myrtle's smokehouse / And just try to beat our smoked meat


VERSE THREE

Down at Mr. Myrtle's smokehouse / Sometimes it gets a little hazy / Kinda makes you feel lazy / And you lose track of time


We always keep the chamber stoked up / Until we all get good and choked up / If you ain't chokin' you ain't smoked up / And we're feelin' so fine


CHORUS THREE

Feelin' like a turtle with it's life upon it's back? / Sometimes you need a kindly joint / Where you can just relax


OUTRO

When you're down at Myrtle's smokehouse / You better bring a sack to match him / And get ready for some action / Cause he'll smoke ya just fine




Featuring:

- Scooter, Nick, and Whitney (The 'Cough Solo' Chorus)