Tain't Fair!

Tarnation life just getting to complicated,
here we were so dang proud
we started our own volunteer fire department
here in our proud town of Stumphole,
before that kept relying on buckets of water,
but that was such a problem during milking time.

And next week Zed is going to get some wheels
for that pick up truck we plan on using to get to fires,
be great when we get an engine too.

Oh yeah we were are all so busted out with joy
until the dang state official showed up,
tain’t fair him telling us how we needed all these changes
in order to get them government funds
that Buford read about in that magazine,
which inspired him to start the group
since we figured it would buy us some beer
once we got past the inspection.

Well we think we’re ready now,
done found a ladder and Billy Bob Jo
tossed in a hook from his tackle box,
got us a hose that don’t leak,
hoping that duct tape will hold.

Even borrowed Clem’s ax,
though not sure where to get a handle.
Only part that is still confusing
is this thing about a bell,
that man showed us picture of one,
figured out it was something round
and was on the wall,
sure glad that Otis remember the jiffy pop deal,
looks great up hanging up there,
imagine that will impress that state dude,
besides keeping it there prevents
Earl from thinking that painted cow patty
would have done the trick,
no way we keep it from stinking
be a dead give away.