I'll be glad when you dead, ol' man Ned
I'll be glad when you dead, ol' man Ned
Yeas, when you dead, you'll stop hangin' your britches on my bed
I'll be glad when you dead, ol' man Ned
I'll be glad when you dead, you good for nothin' hound
I'll be glad when you dead, you good for nothin' hound
Yeas, when they put you ‘leven feet under the ground, I an' your wife will start messin' around
I'll be glad when you dead, you good for nothin' hound
Uncle Ned, you better stop usin' your head, Uncle Ned
You better stop usin' your head, Uncle Ned
Now the reason you sick in bed, eatin' all that raw fish an' old bread
I'll be glad when you dead, Uncle Ned
An' this pigmeat goin' be the death of you, Uncle Ned
Uncle Ned, this pigmeat ‘s goin' be the death of you
Yes, pigmeat killed your pappy, and your grandpa too
Uncle Ned, pigmeat ‘s goin' be the death of you
Uncle Ned, you can't do the things you did years ago
Uncle Ned, you can't do the things you did years ago
You remember, you ninety-four, an' you shake that thing no more
You can't do the things you did years ago
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