TINY THING
Tune: Happy Wanderer
General Circle Universal
Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011
Lyrics
By Catwoman, Dayton HHH
When he was a little totHe found his ding a lingAnd every night in his wee cotHe’d rub his tiny thing Tiny thing,Tiny thing,He’d rub his tiny thing. He’s older nowA man full grownHe thinks that he’s TarzanBut when he lays his lady downShe calls him “Minute Man” Minute Man,Minute Man,She calls him “Minute Man”. He’s withered now,He’s old and grayHis bone gives him the bluesIt used to rise up with the dayNow it looks down at his shoes. At his shoes,At his shoes,It looks down at his shoes.