The Donkey Woes (Emotional Version) Lyrics

When I was a poor boy

We used to eat potatoes

It was all that we could afford

Then a man

Named Billy

Tried to kill me

With a sword

Oh I got them Donkey Woes

Them Donkey Woes

I have them so very bad

And I feel em in my toes

Them Donkey Woes

I said come on

Them Donkey Woes

And my friend

When he tried to tell me

That donkeys are OK

But no

Cuz donkeys will eat you

And take what you love most

I got them Donkey Woes

Them Donkey Woes

And I feel them

In my toes

Donkey Woes

I got them Donkey Woes

I got them Donkey Woes

So they bled my toes dry

And they made my children into headphone jacks for fun

And then my arms were shaved off

Because they needed them for Grandma's special pie

I got the Donkey Woes!

I have them so very bad

Oh I got them Donkey Woes!

And I feel them in my toes

Man them donkeys be bad, yes sir

They will pummel you into the dirt

But remember when you see a donkey

Shoot it through the head with a

Shotgun

So it bleeds until it's dead

And then murder all its friends

Y'all been great