She sat on a hillside and played her guitar, played her guitar, played her guitar.
She sat on a hillside and played her guitar. Played her guitar.
Chorus (repeat after each verse): Oom plucka, plucka, oom plucka, plucka, oom pluck, pluck pluck
He sat down beside her and smoked his cigar, smoked his cigar, smoked his cigar
He sat down beside her and smoked his cigar, smoked his cigar
She said that she loved him and she didn't lie, she didn't lie, she didn't lie
She said that she love him and she didn't like, she didn't lie
He said that he loved her but oh how he lied, oh how he lied, oh how he lied
He said that he loved her but oh how he lied Oh how he lied
They were to be married but somehow she died, somehow she died, somehow she died
They were to be married but somehow she died Somehow she died
He went to her funeral but just for the ride, just for the ride, just for ride
He went to her funeral but just for the ride, Just for the ride
He sat on her tombstone and laughed till he cried, laughed till he cried, laughed till he cried.
He sat on her tombstone and laughed till he cried, laughed till he cried.
The tombstone fell over and squish-squash he died, squish-squash he died, squish-squash he died.
The tombstone fell over and squish-squash he died Squish-squash he died.
She flew up above him and flittered and flied, flittered and flied, flittered and flied
She flew up above him and flittered and flied. Flittered and flied.
He went down below her and sizzled and fried, sizzled and fried, sizzled and fried
He down below her and sizzled and fried. Sizzled and fried.
The moral of this story is never to lie, never to lie, never to lie.
The moral of this is never to lie. Never to lie.
