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Santie was a hoe, you see
He always dug in the dirt
Never seeing what's good
Always chose the side of the wrong
Drunk and in the shed
That's where he belonged
Santie was a hoe, you see
He always dug in the dirt
Never seeing what's good
Always chose the side of the wrong
Drunk and in the shed
That's where he belonged
Santie was a hoe, you see
Never wanted to do nothing but work in the garden
Always covered in dirt
Refused to take a shower
unless it rained.
Santie was a hoe, you see
but the only person he ever loved
was a farmer named Jill
was a farmer named Jill
Even the roses hated him
He was always stepping on their buds
not watching where he was going
drunk on miracle-gro and manure
Sante was a hoe, you see
no good for nothing but digging in the dirt
His mother was a shovel
he never knew his father
rumor has it his father was a rake
from the farm next door
His brother was rumored to have run off
with a pick
Santie fell down a well last week
broke his handle
now all he does is hammer and moan
Farmer Jill made a move last week to order him
a new handle
It's just not come in the mail yet
Santie is a hoe, you see
but he's mad now because the hammer Jill ordered
came in only pink
