Mowin' Down the Roses

Good, quick Oh, here it goes Down in Mississippi It's a perfect time of year To break out the jumper cables And try to crank this ol' John Deere Well, I can't wait to fire it up And put 'er into gear I know I should be hurtin' But I'm smiling ear to ear 'Cause I'm mowin' down the roses I'm mowin' down the roses I'm mowin' down the roses That you planted in our yard I poured out your purty perfume Straight down the toilet bowl And I ripped your face straight off the wall Left nothing but some holes I loaded up your closets Into 15 garbage bags And I smoked 'em with your potpourri On a burn pile in the back Now I'm mowin' down the roses I'm mowin' down the roses I'm mowin' down the roses That you planted in our yard Down in Mississippi It's gettin' perfectly clear That anything you used to love Just ain't gonna grow 'round here I'm mowin' down the roses That you planted in our yard I'm mowin' down the roses I'm mowin' down the roses I'm mowin' down the roses