Skeet Giaclepousse (Your Mother's Bush)

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lyrics

Skeet Giaclepousse (Your Mother's Bush)

Now I'll sing you the legend of Skeet Giaclepousse
who abides in the wilderness of great northern woods
and he lives in a cabin he built with his hands
and he tenders his food from the land.
And an end to his free-roaming days came to pass
when he found himself captive to one native lass
who had scouted the portents which led her to him,
Skeet Giaclepousse and his faithful wife Quim.

In the late winter's gloom he said, “Quim I must go,
to the aid of my friend far away from this snow
who has too many trees where he lives in the South,
which endanger his double-wide house.”
And she gave him a phone, saying, “Be with me still.”
He said, “Quim if I find me a signal, I will,
though the passage be hard and the absence be long,
I will call you and sing you this song...”

I remember its fragrance like roses in bloom
and the way that it glowed in the full of the moon,
and as sure as my name is ol' Skeet Giaclepousse,
I can still smell your old mother's bush.
You're as good of a woman as ever there was
and as dutiful a daughter as ever there does,
you're as lovely as anyone's mother could will,
or the bush where her ashes lie still...

dah de dah dede dah de dah dede dah...etc.