Lyrics Goat Crack - Svartby

Goat Crack

Goat Crack, a misty gully
Filled with bushes, filled with thorns
Goat Crack, a tricky spot
Where goats are found and lost
Goat Crack, a misty gully
Filled with bushes, filled with thorns
Goat Crack, a tricky spot
Where goats are found and lost
If some cattle went astray
While a shepherd was asleep
All the people know you may
Find it in, in the gully’s deep
Meet shepherd lass Martha
And her long, blond plait
And her big, big milk cans
Holding lads' breath
Meet shepherd lass Martha
And her long, blond plait
And her big milk cans
Holding lads' breath
Good-hearted and a laugher
And goes out with all market
Striding through meadow
Goat gone — where to get it?
Goat Crack, Goat Crack, a misty gully
Goat Crack, Goat Crack, a tricky spot
Filled with bushes, filled with thorns
Goat Crack, Goat Crack, where goats are found and lost
Once she was gone
No one saw her for two weeks
Then back if nothing happened
Same soft arms and apple cheeks
But poor blokes moan
And VD rates grow
Mixtures all but fail
Dicks so green, keep falling off
If your husband’s dick is gone
Then he visits Martha’s shack
Blessed by curse from boggy gully
She is nick-named Goat Crack
Goat Crack, Goat Crack, a misty gully
Goat Crack, Goat Crack, a tricky spot
Filled with bushes, filled with thorns
Goat Crack, Goat Crack, where dicks are found and lost