Stinkhouse Blues

My dog won't stop farting. He's ruining my good beer.

No, my dog just won't stop farting. He's ruining my evening beer.

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

My feet are kind of stinking, been in those working boots all day.

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

Oh, 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