He walked into the bar And parked his lanky frame Upon a tall bar stool With a long soft southern drawl Said, I'll just have a gla** of anything that's cool. A barroom girl with wise and knowing eyes Slowly looked me up and down And she said, I wonder how on earth That country bumpkin found his way to town. And she said, Hello, country bumpkin, How's the frost out on the pumpkin. I've seen some sights but man you're somethin', Where'd you come from country bumpkin? Just a short year later in a bed of joy Filled tears and d**h like pain Into this wondrous world of many wonders Another wonder came That same woman's face was wrapped up In a raptured look of love and tenderness As I marvelled at the soft and warm And cuddly boy child feeding at her breast. And she said, Hello, country bumpkin, Fresh as frost out on the pumpkins I've seen some sights but babe you're somethin', Mommy loves her country bumpkin. Forty years of hard work later In a simple, quiet and peaceful country place The heavy hand of time had not erased The raptured wonder from my woman's face. She was lying on her d**h bed Knowing fully well her race was nearly run But she softly smiled and looked into The sad eyes of her husband and her son. And I said, So long country bumpkins, The frost is gone now from the pumpkins, I've seem some sights and life's been somethin' See you later country bumpkins. See you later country bumpkins...