The Pits

It's the 24th of May and we likes to get away
Up in the woods or going out the bay
There's all kinds of places but the place we likes to get
Is up on the highway in the gravel pits

We loves to go out in the good old gravel pits
We loves to go out there when life gets smelly
We can spray paint our names on the face of the cliff
Go up to the Irving for a coke and chips

Hitches up the camper and out of town we go
Out on the highway with everything in tow
The dog is in the back seat and Grandfather's drunk
Youngsters in the trailer and the wife is in the trunk

It's the 24th of May and we likes to get away
Up in the woods or going out the bay
There's all kinds of places but the place we likes to get
Is up on the highway in the gravel pits

John is coming over and Sue and Henry too
We polish off a bottle and a pot of moose stew
We tell a few stories, an awful lot of lies
Green boughs on the fire to keep away the flies

The youngsters gets excited then they starts to bounce and jump up
When we piles in the car and goes up to the dump
It's cheaper than the movies so we all sits and stares
Up by the garbage b'y you're lookin at the bears

It's the 24th of May and we likes to get away
Up in the woods or going out the bay
There's all kinds of places but the place we likes to get
Is up on the highway in the gravel pits

We flies a Newfie flag on an old spruce pole
And drowns a few worms in a tractor mud hole
Then listens to the radio we plays it good and loud
A scoff on the Coleman stove is bound to draw a crowd

When the weekend's over and we're headed back to town
A half inch of sloppy snow lying on the ground
A hundred dollars poorer, who wants to be rich
We just had a lovely time out in the pits

It's the 24th of May and we likes to get away
Up in the woods or going out the bay
There's all kinds of places but the place we likes to get
Is up on the highway in the gravel pits
Is up on the highway in the gravel pits



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Writer(s): Dylan Fox
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