Wacky Weed

WACKY WEED - Written by Carroll Bryant

Now my uncle Bill has a shack on a hill

Where he grows some mighty fine weed

And it's there all the time if he ever should find

That he ever really feels the need

He smokes it all day and he smokes it all night

When the sun is coming up he'll be feeling all right

He gets off every single night

Smoking that wacky weed

Now my uncle Jack has a shack in the back

Where he spends all day in his rack

And he gets by 

By just getting high

Hell, we all know where he's at

He smokes it all day and he smokes it all night

When the sun is coming up he'll be feeling all right

He gets off every single night

Smoking that wacky weed

Now my grandpa Lou he smokes it too

And he's hitting on eighty-four

He says it keeps him alive all the dang time

And he's always asking for more

He smokes it all day and he smokes it all night

When the sun is coming up he'll be feeling all right

He gets off every single night

Smoking that wacky weed

Now my name's Bob and I don't have a job

So I guess I'll be like the rest 

Just live in a shack and all kicked back

Doing what we do best

I smoke it all day and I smoke it all night

When the sun is coming up I'll be feeling all right

I get off every single night

Smoking that wacky weed

We smoke it all day and we smoke it all night

When the sun is coming up we'll be feeling all right

We get off every single night

Smoking that wacky weed

Smoking that wacky weed

Smoking that wacky weed