Dead Skunk

by Louden Wainright III

Frank Reid - reid@ucs.indiana.edu

Crossing the highway late last night,

He didn't look left and he didn't look right.

He didn't see the station wagon car,

The skunk got squashed, and there you are -

You got your dead skunk in the middle of the road,

Dead skunk in the middle of the road,

Dead skunk in the middle of the road,

Stinking to high heaven!

Take a whiff on me, that ain't no rose,

Roll up your window and hold your nose.

You don't have to look and you don't have to see

'Cause you can feel it in your olfactory -

C'mon, now, stink!... (instrumental)

Well, you got your dead cat and you got your dead dog,

On a moonlight night you got your dead toad frog.

You got your dead rabbit and your dead raccoon,

The blood and the guts, they gonna make you swoon -

(spoken): All over the road; technicolor!

[You can also sing these words to the tune of Pachelbel's Canon.]