Goober Peas

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[Verse]
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Sittin' by the roadside on a 
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summer's day
Chattin' with my mess mates and 
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passing time away
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Sittin' in the shadow underneath the
 trees
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Goodness how delicious, eating 
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goober peas

[Chorus]
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Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating 
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goober peas
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Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating 
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goober peas

[Verse]
Continues after the ad
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When a farmer passes, the soldiers 
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have a rule
To cry out at their loudest, 
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"Mister, here's your mule"
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But there is a pleasure, 
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enchantinger than these
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It's wearing out your grinders, 
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eating goober peas

[Chorus]
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Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating 
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goober peas
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Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating 
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goober peas

[Verse]
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Just before the battle, the General
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 hears a row
He said, "The Yanks are coming, I 
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hear their rifles now"
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He turned around in wonder and what 
do you think he sees?
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The Georgia militia, eating goober 
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peas!

[Chorus]
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Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating 
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goober peas
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Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating 
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goober peas

[Verse]
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We think this song has lasted 
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almost long enough
The subject is most interesting, but
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 rhymes are mighty rough
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When this war was over, when free 
from rags and fleas
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We'll kiss our wives and 
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sweethearts and then we'll gobble 
goober peas