"Slow Feet' by AlSwamper
Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2003 3:05 pm
‘Slow Feet” by AlSwamper
As the beagle hounds were drifting through
The lazy sway of the trees,
He saw the look in their eyes, blowing the leaves,
Seeing what they wanted to see.
Al, don’t say a word, cause I already heard
What your beagles are saying to mine.
“I’m tired of fast moves, I’ve got a slow groove,
On my mind.”
Swamper wants a beagle with the slow feet,
That takes an hour just to cross the street,
That runs all day in a pile of brush,
And cold trails like it’s in a heated rush.
Al wants a beagle that will understand,
When it comes to rabbits, run ‘em slow man.
On shadowed ground, with rabbits all around
And Al stretched out in his chair,
They run ‘em all night and never leave sight,
With Rowdy in front by a hair.
Cause Al wants a beagle with the slow feet.
Al wants a beagle with an easy touch.
He wants a beagle that will spend some time
And hunt all day in a pile of brush.
He’s got beagles that understand.
When it comes to rabbits, run ‘em slow man.
As the beagle hounds were drifting through
The lazy sway of the trees,
He saw the look in their eyes, blowing the leaves,
Seeing what they wanted to see.
Al, don’t say a word, cause I already heard
What your beagles are saying to mine.
“I’m tired of fast moves, I’ve got a slow groove,
On my mind.”
Swamper wants a beagle with the slow feet,
That takes an hour just to cross the street,
That runs all day in a pile of brush,
And cold trails like it’s in a heated rush.
Al wants a beagle that will understand,
When it comes to rabbits, run ‘em slow man.
On shadowed ground, with rabbits all around
And Al stretched out in his chair,
They run ‘em all night and never leave sight,
With Rowdy in front by a hair.
Cause Al wants a beagle with the slow feet.
Al wants a beagle with an easy touch.
He wants a beagle that will spend some time
And hunt all day in a pile of brush.
He’s got beagles that understand.
When it comes to rabbits, run ‘em slow man.