Booneville Stomp Songtext
von Les Claypool

Stomp, stomp the Booneville stomp
The B-B-B-B-Booneville stomp
Stomp, stomp the Booneville stomp
The B-B-B-B-Booneville stomp
Stomp, stomp the Booneville stomp
The B-B-B-B-Booneville stomp
Stomp, stomp the Booneville stomp
The B-B-B-B-Booneville stomp

Monty worked for the forestry
But he couldn′t make ends meet
Monty went to the hydro store
Soon he became part of the town elite
Hobnobbin' with the town elite

Stomp, stomp the Booneville stomp
The B-B-B-B-Booneville stomp

Saddie knew the preacher man
She pedicured his wife
Saddie told the boys in town
And soon they came and threatened to take his life


Stomp, stomp the Booneville stomp
The B-B-B-B-Booneville stomp
Stomp, stomp the Booneville stomp
The B-B-B-B-Booneville stomp

B-B-B-B-Booneville, B-B-B-B-Booneville
B-B-B-B-Booneville stomp
B-B-B-B-Booneville, B-B-B-B-Booneville
B-B-B-B-B-B-Booneville stomp

Robert lived with she surlys
And he threw a hard ball fast
And now he′s part of the greasy cast, the greasy cast

Stomp, stomp the Bonneville stomp
Stomp, stomp the Bonneville stomp
Stomp, stomp the Bonneville stomp
Stomp, stomp the Bonneville stomp
Stomp, stomp the Bonneville stomp
Stomp, stomp the Bonneville stomp

Stomp, stomp the Bonneville stomp
Stomp, stomp the Bonneville stomp
Stomp, stomp the Bonneville stomp
Stomp, stomp the Bonneville stomp
Stomp, stomp the Bonneville stomp
The B-B-B-B-Booneville stomp


Now Betsy was a fleur-de-lis
Tried to be the homecoming queen
But Ally had a few more trinkets and something in between
Now Betsy had an ear for music
And a voice of unique tone
But at 19 had a baby boy
So her dreams never had a chance to roam

Very far from home
Very far from home
Very far from home
Very far from home