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