Lyrics:

Miller-Morgan

You said I haven't been around
The way I dress is a sin
I been further under the house
Lookin' for eggs, then you've ever been
You're humbuggin' me, you're humbuggin' me
I believed those stories
But now you're humbuggin' me
You told me, little darling, you loved me
You'd go through fire or pain
Last week you wrote me a letter
Said, I see you if it don't rain
You're humbuggin' me, you're humbuggin' me
I believed those stories
But now you're humbuggin' me
Well, when I married you darling
You thought I was a profit, I know
You promised me chicken and pork roast
But you gave me sour milk and burned toast
You're humbuggin' me, you're humbuggin' me
I believed those stories
But now you're humbuggin' me
Well, when I married you darling
You thought I was a profit, I know
You promised me chicken and pork roast
But you gave me sour milk and burned toast
You're humbuggin' me, you're humbuggin' me
I believed those stories
But now you're humbuggin' me