Sitting by the Roadside on a summers day Chatting with my messmates passing time away Lying in the shadow underneath the trees Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas! Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Delicious goober peas When a horseman passes, the soldiers have a rule To cry out at their loudest Mister heres your mule But another pleasure enchantinger than these, is wearing out your Grinders, eating goober peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas! Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Delicious goober peas Just before the battle the General hears a row He says the Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now He turns around in wonder, and what do you think he sees The Georgia Militia, eating goober peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas! Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Delicious goober peas I think my song has lasted almost long enough The subjects interesting, but rhymes are mighty rough I wish this war was over when free from rags, and fleas Wed kiss our wives and sweethearts, and gobble goober peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas! Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Delicious goober peas
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