U.M.W. Pension

i’ve left what’s left of me on the shores of the Eerie

on the shores of the Eerie

and i’ve crawled ne’er so

home sickwardly home

so home sickwardly home

it goes Hayfoot with strawfoot

ya throw down(throw down)

and this they’ll say serves me rightly(x2)

so i’d give o’er plainly, this journians luckless cause

if I weren’t so lucky

it goes hayfoot with strawfoot ya throw down(throw down)

and this they’ll say serves me rightly(x2)