Stinkhouse Blues

My dog won't stop fartin', he's ruinin' my good beer.

No, my dog just won't stop fartin', he's ruinin' my evening beer.

If he don't take a walk real soon, I'll run him plum right outta here.

My feet are kinda stinkin'.

Been in those working boots all day. Oh, my feet are kind of stinking

Stuck in those working boots all day. I try to let them breathe

But even the dog can't bear to stay. Oh, I wish that my house smelled

Like a clear, fresh mountain breeze Oh, I wish that my house smelled

Like a clear, fresh mountain breeze But I guess I'll just crack a window

Eat more chili And open that new fancy cheese