Lyrics:

Firmly rooted and quite hellbent

The old grunt packs up the hose
And pokes his nose through the old trunk trap

Hurts from years of concentration
Spent in the umpire's association

Talking 'bout the next sensation

Up and coming
But now he's strumming
A buzzing one stringer
Always quite a singer
Did his wife in the dueling banjos
(Scarred but tougher)