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Oh How I Love To Love My Heather
by Bud The Budwierser Person and Sir Death
Shawn-Da-Lay Boy Productions, Inc.
OH HOW I LOVE TO LOVE MY HEATHER
By Ed Smith
accompanied by Guy Prince (Sir Death)
Now I used to get so drunk, ol'Doc couldn't tell whether I
was dead or alive.
Decided to settle down, sose I got married at the age of
twenty five.
She had a couple of teeth missing and a bowl hair cut, ooh
wee.....what a cuute little thang.
A bow legged bell of the ball, in sixth grade gotsta be at
least twelve or thirtaane
Oooh weeee, I love my sweet thang
Oh I love to love my Heather. I love to love my Heather more
than I love my pickup, houndogs and my beer all put together.
Now nine months later, came our first boy by the name of
Billy-bob.
And just five months after, along came twins 'bout
the time that I lost my job.
We had to buckle down, scrimp and save all our nickles, dimes
and pennies.
That meant no more of them romantic dinners, down at the
local Denny's.
Ooooh weee, I love my sweet thang
Oh I love to love my Heather. I love to love my Heather more
than I love my pickup, houndogs and my beer all put together.
The pickup would hardly run, the dogs went hungry, but ol'
Heather never shed a tear.
I pitched in and did my part, as I had to switch to generic
beer.
My gal was lookin' raggy, as all her clothes were just a
fallin' apart.
Couldn't wait till I got some extra cash, to buy her fancy
things from K-MART.
Oooh wee, I love my sweet thang.
Oh I love to love my Heather. I love to love my Heather more
than I love my pickup, houndogs and beers all put together.
Gone down thru' life, not carin' not really knoin' what love
was about, stickin' together when life got messy, like
guttin' a trout, not listnin' to Heather when she got fussy.
Ya see life's kinda funny in it's own way.
Oooh wee, I love my sweet thang.
Oh I love to love my Heather. I love to love my Heather more
than I love my pickup, houndogs and beer all put together.
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