Miss Judy's Farm
(Ronald David Wood and Roderick David Stewart)

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Miss Judy,       she was    moody

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ran a     sweaty farm in    old Alabam

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I was just eighteen,         crude and mean

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All I needed was to get my own way.

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Miss Judy,    she could have me         any hour of the working day

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She'd send me in the corn field, mid-afternoon

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Said "Son, its all part of your job"

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Miss Judy had a p'roxide poodle

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That I would kick if I was given the chance

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Madam wasn't amused by the kindness I used

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I was whipped in the barn until dawn

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Last summer     we was restless,

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Were gonna make a stand and burn down your farm

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But it was all in the head 'cause out in the yard

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Miss Judy had the National Guard

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We was beat before we started.

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        Miss Judy         she was moody

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But she always did get her own way S


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        Stage a fight, get it right


Kick her when she's down

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