If you pal around with that Copper hound You'll wind up hangin' on the wall Keep you nose to the wind And you'll keep your skin 'Cause you won't be home When the hunter comes to call Tod Oh, Big Mama, I know Copper would never track me down Well, Copper, he's my best friend Big Mama Ho ho, your best friend! Now, Copper's gonna do what he's been told. Suppose he's chasin' an old fox in an old fox hole And along comes the hunter with a buck shot load Boomer Ka-ka-blam! Big Mama Elimination Dinky Lack of education! Big Mama You better believe it, Tod! |









