[Intro]
Woo

[Verse 1]
Miss Judy, she was moody
Was born down in Alabama
I was just eighteen, crude and mean
But I always been gettin' my own way
Get down

[Verse 2]
Miss Judy, she could have me
Any hour of the working day
She'd send me in the corn field, mid-afternoon
Said, "Young man, it's all part of your job"
Miss Judy had a peroxide poodle
That I would kick if I was given the chance
Madam wasn't amused by the kindness I used
I was whipped in the barn until dawn
Go

[Verse 3]
Last summer we was restless
We're gonna make a stand and burn down the farm
But it was all in the head 'cause out in the yard
Miss Judy had the National Guard, too bad
[Instrumental Break]

[Outro]
Miss Judy, she was moody
But she never ever got her own way
Get in there

[Spoken Outro]
Hey, pretty good, fellas