Mowin' Down The Roses

Down in Mississippi
Its a perfect time of year
To break out the jumper cables
And try to crank this ol
John Deere
Well, I cant wait to fire it up
And put er into gear
I know I should be hurtin
But Im smiling ear to ear
Cause Im mowin down the roses
Im mowin down the roses
Im mowin down the roses
That you planted in our yard
I poured out your purty perfume
Straight down the toilet bowl
And I ripped your face straight off the wall
Left nothing but some holes
I loaded up your closets
Into fifteen garbage bags
And I smoked em with your potpourri
On a burn pile in the back
Now Im mowin down the roses
Im mowin down the roses
Im mowin down the roses
That you planted in our yard
Down in Mississippi
Its getting perfectly clear
That anything you used to love
Just aint gonna grow round here
Im mowin down the roses
That you planted in our yard
Im mowin down the roses
Im mowin down the roses
Im mowin down the roses