Beyond the busy highway
Beyond the city strife
We highly treasure
and take great pleasure
In our plain way of life

Feudin' a-fussin' and a-fightin,'
Sometimes it gets to be excitin,'
Don't like them ornery neighbors down by the creek,
We'll be plumb out of neighbors next week.

Grandma, poor ol' grandma,
Why'd they have to shoot poor grandma.
She lies 'neath the clover
Someone caught her bendin' over
Pickin' up a daisy!
Feudin' a-fussin' and a-fightin'
This is a wrong that needs a rightin,'
Let's get that funeral service over, so then
We'll go feudin' and fightin' again.

Fightin' a-feudin' and a-fussin,'
That's all that's goin' on with us'n.
We are such neighborly people peaceful and sweet,
All except when we happen to meet.

Daughter, baby daughter,
Poisoned all the neighbors chickens.
Daughter shouldn't oughter
Least 'till she could run like the dickens.
They hit her with a shovel!
Feudin' a-fightin' and a-fussin'
No use a-standin' here a-cussin,'
Let's give our daughter a pistol now that she's four
And go feudin' and fightin' some more.

Fightin' a-fussin' and a-feudin,'
Why did that sheriff keep intrudin'
He was a curious critter, yup he was swell
It's a shame he was pushed down the well
Water, the well water
the dog-gone stuff don't taste like it oughter
Look here city slickers
That's why we all drink corn liquor
It's better with the shoes off
Feudin' a-fussin' and a-fightin,'
This ain't no corner you can brighten
Polish the shootin' iron while I'm gettin' a yen
To go feudin' and a-fussin' a-feudin' and a-fussin' again


Thanks to Brooks A. Mick for his correction