Prettier Than Venus (c)

He was a simple country boy,
unlearned, not erudite.
His heart was stole by a city girl,
and man she was a sight.

Hair like golden winter wheat
teeth a blazing white.
But when he tried to tell her so
his words never came out right.

You'd be prettier than Venus
if we just cut off your arms.
You wouldn't need no clothes at all
cause I would keep you warm.
You could stick around
and cook and clean
and never leave the farm.
You'd be prettier than Venus
if we just cut off your arms.

His words while well intentioned,
somehow failed to win her heart.
So, he backed up, calmed himself
and got him a runnin' start.

You'd be neater than a shrunken head
if we just sewed your mouth shut.
You'd be quiet as a feather bed
and let me tell you what.
You do not need
to speak a word
cause you've got a real nice butt
You'd be neater than a shrunken head
if we just sewed your mouth shut.

He was going down in flames,
and she was goin' home.
'cleared his head and one more time
recited her his poem.

You'd be prettier than Venus
if we just cut off your arms.
You wouldn't need no clothes at all
cause I would keep you warm.
You could stick around
and cook and clean
and never leave the farm.
You'd be prettier than Venus
if we just cut off your arms.

Wisdom does not always accompany age. Sometimes
age just shows up alone.