Little Ole Country Boy Parliament

Yodel-la-hee, yodel-la-hee, yodel-la
Yodel-la-hee, yodel-la-hee, yodel-la-hee-hee-hee

Here I am riding along in this ambulance
To the city jail
Going to jail accused of being a peeping tom
Dammit man, I'm saying
Any man would try to find out if his girl
Was doing, doing him wrong
That's all I was doing there outside her home

Oh, I'm a little old country boy
Just a young'un in my teens
I don't gamble, drink or swear
And she did this to me

Mama said son you're going to fall
For that common cajun queen
She's going to take you for your all
And that's what she done done to me

Yodel-la-hee, yodel-la-hee, yodel-la
Yodel-la-hee, yodel-la-hee, yodel-la-hee-hee-hee

Cracked ribs, black eyes and a bloody nose
I've been victimized
I'm the victim of a one-sided circumstance
No one's heard my side
And when you hear my side, you'll see the rotten trick
She pulled on me
How could she, that I loved, do this to me?