High on the Hog

[Verse 1]

My father spent fifteen years just to teach me how to hold a spade

My father of fifty years thought that I had it made

[Chorus]

High on the hog

High on the hog

High on the hog

High on the hog

[Verse 2]

My mother taught me how to sew, she thought I would never know

My mother taught me how to read but my father taught me how to bleed

[Chorus]

High on the hog

High on the hog

High on the hog

High on the hog

Yeah

[Verse 3]

My girl taught me how to drink

My girl taught me how to smoke

My girl of eighteen years taught me everything I'd need to know

[Chorus]

High on the hog

High on the hog

High on the hog

High on the hog

[Verse 4]

My dog is the ace of scraps

My dog got some righteous snacks

My dog taught me how to run 'cause running from a gun ain't for everyone

[Chorus]

High on the hog

High on the hog

High on the hog

High on the hog

[Bridge]

Disco inferno motherfuckers

Got the high-cal, low-cal

Gimme that harmonica solo

Ah!

[Outro]

Ah ha ha ha ha!

Ah ha (cough cough)

Ah a (cough cough)