Lyrics

© 1998 Steve Rapson

Once I ate a little bit a crow,
A little bit a crow and a little wine-o
Once I ate a little bit a crow,
A little bit a crow and a little wine-o

Once I ate some words I said,
Words I said all in my bread
Once I ate some words I said,
They all went down with Johnny Walker Red

A little bit a crow, a little wine-o
Words in the bread and a little bit a Red
A little bit a crow, a little wine-o
Once I ate a little bit a’ crow

Once I drank from the river of fire,
I sank real low not getting any higher
Once I was drinking from the river of fire
Sinking real low not getting any higher

A little bit a crow, a little wine-o
Down to the river in the fire I go
A little bit a crow, a little wine-o
Down to the river in the fire I go-wo-wo

Each time I have one last glass
I must ask before I go-wo-wo
May I please have a doggie bag
To take home my little bit a’ crow

Well, you want to get to heaven
I'll tell you what to do
Don't you cook up what's bad for you
Might a been a lot things
That you wish you didn't do
Learn how to cook and there's a
Heaven for you
Learn how to cook
And you can get to heaven too

A little bit a crow, a little wine-o
Down to the river in the fire I go
A little bit a crow, a little wine-o
Down to the river in the fire I go

I don’t, I don’t, I don’t think I will,
had my fill of a little bit a’ crow