My Dear Jane

You are crazy

Wacky can be

Nutty you are

Batty yes sir'ree

This is plain

My Dear Jane

You never change

Bad Like Cain

Caused some pain

Way you act

Stabbed me back

My Dear Jane

Take the train

Use the tracks

Don't come back

My Dear Jane

Don't you cry

Stop your lie

I nearly die

My Dear Jane

Grand Pa

Grand Pa Haynes

I miss you

Bootlegger and moonshiner

Did your best

Kept family fed

Better than rest

Grand Pa Haynes

Find no fault

Lesson you taught

Grand Pa Smith

I never met

You Baptist preacher

Son was teacher

Grand Pa Smith

You died young

Grand Ma fret

At your death

Grand Pa Smith

Hope to meet

Walking barefooted

Walking barefooted

This I like

Walking on thick grass

Such a blast

Careful though

Don't stump your toe

Watch those splinters

They you can get

Shoes in house

They not needed

Never made sense

Wasted money spent

Walking barefooted

Way to go

Them ole shoes

You can throw

Salad day

What to do

What to say

Where to go

Where to stay

Today is Friday

My salad day

Big and tall

Eat it all

Stacked fully loaded

Salads be fine

Eaten all time

Fine way dine

Great with tater

Good with pizza

Salads they are

Dressing from jar

Only thing wrong

Don't last long