Lyrics:

Wilbur

When we lived on the mountain, it was hard to get around
You had to walk on down the road,, but it went round and round
Grandma had a better way than that to get around
She'd jump right on the mail chute and slide right into town.

Yeah, she slid down the mountain on her little old lady-ooo
Little old lady-ooo, little old lady-ooo
She slid down the mountain on her little old lady-ooo
Little lay-ee, little old lady-ooo.

Now grandma, she liked moonshine but she never had a still
That was Charlie Parker's and he lived down the hill
Now grandma, she liked moonshine about a pint a day
So she had to Charlie's and there weren't no quicker way

Yeah, she slid down the mountain on her little old lady-ooo
Little old lady-ooo, little old lady-ooo
She slid down the mountain on her little old lady-ooo
Little lay-ee, little old lady-ooo.

Now grandma's getting old now, she's getting old and grey
But if you want to go to town, she'll tell you the way
Now if you want to get there and you want to get there fast
Just go down to the mail chute and sit down on your ..

Yeah, she slid down the mountain on her little old lady-ooo
Little old lady-ooo, little old lady-ooo
She slid down the mountain on her little old lady-ooo
Little lay-ee, little old lady-ooo.