Lyrics

By Smoking Wiener, Rocket Shitty HHH

I love to go a-hashing Along the mountain track, And as I go, I love to throw Flour from my sack..

CHORUS: Valdaree, valdarah, valdaree, Valdarah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Valdaree, valdarah Throwing flour from my sack

I love to wander by the stream That dances in the sun So joyously It calls to me “Come join our happy throng.”

I tip my hat to all I meet, And they wave back to me The blackbird call So loud and sweet From every dogwood tree.

High overhead the Skylark wings. He never stays at home. And just like me, He loves to sing As over the whores he roams.

Oh may I go a-hashing Until the day I die. Oh may I always Drink and sing Beneath God’s clear blue sky.