Governor Brown

A long long way from Hee-Haw
In the misty Travertines
A train is a chuggin
And he knows what it means

Governor Brown is on the town
He'll find the way up-down
He'll mount the heads of
Anyone who screams
Governor Brown has often found
There's solace in a mound
He'll book you for
Seven nights a week

With childhood sent adrift
In a makeshift cardboard skiff
The bees are a'flyin
And my how they sting

Governor Brown is on the town
He really mustn't drown
So please provide him
With your hopes and dreams
Governor Brown is upside down
Like some mutilating clown
His palace guard has
Secrets dark and deep



Credits
Writer(s): Frank Dipietro
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