Never talk back to your parents again
Never run away from your chores again
Never lie or cheat or swear again
Never go out to those woods again
Mother Trudys fire’s burning good
Burning better when you are turned to wood
Mother Trudys fire’s burning true
When you meet the Devil you know you are screwed
Listen up when your elders speak
Ask politely when you want to eat
Keep your room clean or you know she’ll see
She will get you ‘cause she knows where you sleep