Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Goober Peas, artist - Tennessee Ernie Ford. Date of issue: 09.07.1961
Song language: English
Goober Peas |
| Sitting by the roadside on a summer’s day |
| Chatting with my mess-mates, passing time away |
| Laying in the shadows underneath the trees |
| Goodness how delicious eating goober peas |
| Peas, peas, peas, peas |
| Eating goober peas |
| Goodness how delicious |
| Eating goober peas |
| When a horse-man passes, the soldiers have a rule |
| To cry out at their loudest, «Mister, here’s your mule?» |
| But another pleasure enchanting-er than these |
| Is wearing out your grinders, eating goober peas |
| Peas, peas, peas, peas |
| Eating goober peas |
| Is wearing out your grinders |
| Eating goober peas |
| Just before the battle, the General hears a row |
| He said, «The Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now» |
| He turns around in wonder and what do you think he sees? |
| The Georgia Militia eating goober peas |
| Peas, peas, peas, peas |
| Eating goober peas |
| The Georgia Militia |
| Eating goober peas |
| I think my song has lasted almost long enough |
| The subject’s interesting but the rhymes are mighty tough |
| I wish this war was over and free from rags and fleas |
| We’d kiss our wives and sweethearts, and gobble goober peas |
| Peas, peas, peas, peas |
| Gobble goober peas |
| We’d kiss our wives and sweethearts |
| And gobble goober peas |