Paper Covered Comb

Lyrics

Doodle-do-do-do Now, I don't pay no union dues, but I guess I ought to start 'Cause I'm a musician deep down in my heart I don't play no guitar, no fiddle or saxophone But I can tear a number up with my paper-covered comb I sit down on my front porch, and I let my talent show Playin' all those country songs I hear on the radio All the neighbors come around, I know just what they want They wanna watch while I blow my paper-covered comb My instrument is homemade, I said it don't cost too much Just a ten-cent comb and a little piece of paper I don't really blow it, I just buzz along I'm gonna be a big old star with my paper-covered comb I'm gonna buy a ticket to Nashville, Tennessee I'm gonna play my paper comb on the Grand Ole Operee I'm gonna do a duet with Charlie McCoy, doggone Him and his harmonica, and me and my paper comb My instrument is homemade, I say it don't cost too much Just a ten-cent comb and a little piece of paper I don't really blow it, friends, I just buzz along I'm gonna be a big old star with my paper-covered comb [Spoken] Yeah, I'm 'onna hit Nashville with a great big ol' [fraaap] And I'm gonna be the biggest star that you ever seen in your life I'm 'onna be outta this cotton field for awhile First thing I'm 'onn do is find one o' them great ol' big ol' long barber combs One o' them with a handle on it, yes That's what I'm 'onn do I'll be the biggest paper-comb blower you ever saw Yeah, my dear ol' momma always told me, Boy One day you gon' be a big ol' star That's what you gon' be, yeah You'll be playin' behind folks like Hank Williams, Jr Mel, uh, uh Tillis; Charlie Prood; Buck Smowens; Merle Smaggard Look out, Boots