words by Brian Fowler
music by Brian Fowler and Chin Injeti
Billy-Bob didn't have a job he did nothin' sweet nothin' all day And Peggy-Sue didn't have a clue but she was beautiful just the same When Billy could scrape up enough he'd buy himself a gallon of wine And rendezvous with Peggy-Sue down at the 'Five and Dime' He'd say
All I wanna do is get drunk with you And go dancin' beneath the sycamore trees Get down with the beatle's, the mosquito's, and the pine needles And make love in that sweet cool breeze
Billy-Bob was a lazy man he was happy but he had no plans beyond today He'd just sit with his daughter put his toes in the water and play Peggy-Sue did the work for two which she was more than happy to do She'd bring home the whiskey and get a little bit frisky yes it's true She'd say
Chorus
Joy was Billy's little girl, all smiles and red curl's She grew up poor but couldn't ask for more love from this world When she was seventeen she met Rubin Dean the man of her dreams They'd take that old number seven down to the pastures of heaven and sing He'd sing
Chorus
music by Brian Fowler and Chin Injeti
Billy-Bob didn't have a job he did nothin' sweet nothin' all day And Peggy-Sue didn't have a clue but she was beautiful just the same When Billy could scrape up enough he'd buy himself a gallon of wine And rendezvous with Peggy-Sue down at the 'Five and Dime' He'd say
All I wanna do is get drunk with you And go dancin' beneath the sycamore trees Get down with the beatle's, the mosquito's, and the pine needles And make love in that sweet cool breeze
Billy-Bob was a lazy man he was happy but he had no plans beyond today He'd just sit with his daughter put his toes in the water and play Peggy-Sue did the work for two which she was more than happy to do She'd bring home the whiskey and get a little bit frisky yes it's true She'd say
Chorus
Joy was Billy's little girl, all smiles and red curl's She grew up poor but couldn't ask for more love from this world When she was seventeen she met Rubin Dean the man of her dreams They'd take that old number seven down to the pastures of heaven and sing He'd sing
Chorus