Letra de Goober Peas
Sitting by the roadside on a summer's day Chatting with my mess-mates, passing time away Laying in the shadows underneath the trees Goodness how delicious eating goober peasPeas, peas, peas, peas Eating goober peas Goodness how delicious Eating goober peasWhen a horse-man passes, the soldiers have a rule To cry out at their loudest, "Mister, here's your mule?" But another pleasure enchanting-er than these Is wearing out your grinders, eating goober peasPeas, peas, peas, peas Eating goober peas Is wearing out your grinders Eating goober peasJust before the battle, the General hears a row He said, "The Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now" He turns around in wonder and what do you think he sees? The Georgia Militia eating goober peasPeas, peas, peas, peas Eating goober peas The Georgia Militia Eating goober peasI think my song has lasted almost long enough The subject's interesting but the rhymes are mighty tough I wish this war was over and free from rags and fleas We'd kiss our wives and sweethearts, and gobble goober peasPeas, peas, peas, peas Gobble goober peas We'd kiss our wives and sweethearts And gobble goober peas