Grey Goose-Lead Belly

Grey Goose - Lead Belly Oh early Sunday morning, Lord, Lord, Lord The preacher went a huntin', Lord, Lord, Lord And he carried along a shotgun, Lord, Lord, Lord And along came a grey goose, Lord, Lord, Lord Well he shot down a grey goose, Lord, Lord, Lord And the gun went all belly, Lord, Lord, Lord And down come the grey goose, Lord, Lord, Lord Took six weeks of falling, Lord, Lord, Lord And six weeks calling, Lord, Lord, Lord And they put him on the table, Lord, Lord, Lord And your wife and my wife, Lord, Lord, Lord There's time for feather pickin', Lord, Lord, Lord But the fork wouldn't stick it, Lord, Lord, Lord And the knife wouldn't cut it, Lord, Lord, Lord And they put him in the oven, Lord, Lord, Lord But the oven wouldn't burn him, Lord, Lord, Lord And they him in the hog pen, Lord, Lord, Lord But the hog couldn't eat it, Lord, Lord, Lord And he broke the hog's teeth out, Lord, Lord, Lord So they threw him in the sawmill, Lord, Lord, Lord And the sawmill wouldn't cut him, Lord, Lord, Lord And he broke the saw's teeth off, Lord, Lord, Lord And the last time I seen him, Lord, Lord, Lord She was flyin' 'cross the ocean, Lord, Lord, Lord With a long string o'gosling, Lord, Lord, Lord And they're all goin' quack, quack, Lord, Lord, Lord.