Until, they got lose in my garden, and my garden, they were harming,
I sent the goats away,
To my mama's to stay,
She turned them into goat bologna, which I found, very alarming.
There was a willow growing in my raspberries, and it was getting real big,
I went and sharpened my best shovel, and for the roots, I began to deep dig,
The tangled roots, I chopped out,
Filled the hole, and drank a stout,
I cut the whole tree into firewood, and next summer it will roast my pig.