Far Too Witchy

Lyrics

People say she's far too witchy— Growin' a bean vine, stringin' a clothesline 'Wonder who's she? Go have a look-see Sunnin' her behind out in the sunshine She grows mad hair, no man goes there Well, I saw one go—he di'n't come back, though! Oh! She don't need them? Maybe she eat them! What's with these folks' gossip & mean jokes? She gonna gitcha, better run right by Her kind are no good and at night they fly I seen her dancin' under big dark sky When there's ripe moon She wails her tune I seen her sweepin' with her riding broom People say she's far too witchy— Knobby knees & hanky-sneezes 'Wonder who's she? Go have a look-see Talkin' to trees and sniffin' at breezes She got no phone, she lives alone Rich & crazy or poor & lazy? She's kickin' a stone, she's pickin' a bone What's with her, y'all? 'Sticks in my craw! She got no car, that witch fly far She takes the bus—don't make a fuss! She's a renter—'wonder who sent her? 'Wasn't me, no, she's doin' no harm, though... People say she's far too witchy—