Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

From Francis “Dirty Dingus” Turner, Agnews CA HHH

CHORUS: I’ve got cactus in my Y-fronts, A vulture on my head, I’ve just been kissed by a Tennessee miss, And I wish that I was dead. I’ve a jock strap made of leather, That tickles, hee, hee, hee, But the cactus in my Y-fronts, Made a loser out of me.

I was up in Cripple Creek, I was dying for a leak, So I dropped behind a cactus there, And when I did up my belt, I can’t tell you how it felt, But I knew the meaning of a prickly pear.

I went down to Nevada, Where the girls try so much harder, And I met a cute young thing called Caroline, But each time she felt my prickles, She said “Goodness me that tickles!” Now she’s gone and run off with a porcupine.

In Cal-i-for-ni-a, Where the rustlers are so gay, I bought a gentle gee-gee name of Jack, But he livened up a lot, When he felt my brickly bot, That buckin’ bronco broke my bloomin’ back.