New Grass Song: "Hit her, Miss!"

Sung to the tune of "Buffalo Gals", or not, or anything reminiscent.

Cows got into the gooseberry bush,
Cows got into the gooseberry bush,
Cows got into the gooseberry bush,
Now the beef is bitter.

Took my gal to the darkest wood,
Took my gal to the darkest wood,
Took my gal to the darkest wood,
But the birds were all a-twitter.

Found my roots on a comfrey plant,
Found my roots on a comfrey plant,
Found my roots on a comfrey plant,
Found my poop in the shitter.

Wild Jim drinks when the sky is gray,
Wild Jim drinks when the sky is gray,
Wild Jim drinks when the sky is gray,
And the rain goes patter-pitter.

Buffalo Gal's out naked tonight,
Buffalo Gal's out naked tonight,
Buffalo Gal's out naked tonight,
But I got a hyde that'll fit her.

Found my cat on my aunt's bidet,
Found my cat on my aunt's bidet,
Found my cat on my aunt's bidet,
So I changed her kitty litter.

Ma won't let us ride tonight,
Ma won't let us ride tonight,
Ma won't let us ride tonight,
So we poisoned the baby-sitter.

I won't let her hear this song,
I won't let her hear this song,
I won't let her hear this song,
'Till her lashes go flutter-flitter.

My new ukulele comes tomorrow,
My new ukulele comes tomorrow,
My new ukulele comes tomorrow,
A-flea-dilly dee 'n deet'n ditter.

We'll play this song 'till the cows are freed,
We'll play this song 'till the cows are freed,
We'll play this song 'till the cows are freed,
And the rhymes keep gettin' better.