Bees In The Shed

Briars and brush in the sunset's hush

There's never enough money

But there's bees in the shed

Biting horse flies and wasps in the trough

Rolls of old fencing and bailing wire

You don't need to cry

There's no reason to cry

Sure it stings for a minute

But it all goes by, by

Beer in the fridge

Weed on the plate

Money down the sink

And nothing in the the bank

Popsicle sticks

Tears in the drive

You're a pretty penny baby

Don't you cry

You don't need to cry

There's no reason to cry

Sure it stings for a minute

But it all goes by, by

You don't need to cry

There's no reason to cry

Sure it stings for a minute

But it all goes by, by

Shining in the sun

A green water-hose

Cotton mouth hanging round the watering hole

Sticky pine splitting in the heat

Ear to wall and all you hear is bees

Traps and tack old paint cans

Next to Cameo's bridle

And all those bees in the shed.

You don't need to cry

There's no reason to cry

Sure it stings for a minute

But it all goes by, by