Muttontown Love Songtext
von Davisson Brothers Band

I got a place on an old dirt road, you city folk just wouldn′t know
A chicken in the yard, a hound on a tree
A couple ole boys the guitars on their knee

When the sun goes down, we all gather round
Kick off our shoes with a mountain of sound
Pass around a jug, cut up a rug
Make a little bit of that Muttontown Love

A dish in the yard, a car on blocks
A pen over yonder full of fightin cocks

Said we take the old truck to the jamboree
Where the girls are pretty and they like to get in free

When the sun goes down, we all gather round
Kick off our shoes with a mountain of sound
Pass around a jug, cut up a rug
Make a little bit of that Muttontown Love


Well I quit school when I was 16
Got me a job at the coat hanger factory
Yeah got me a call from Uncle Sam
Said he gonna ship me off to a foreign land

When the sun goes down, we all gather round
Kick off our shoes with a mountain of sound
Pass around a jug, cut up a rug
Make a little bit of that Muttontown Love

Yeah, when the sun goes down, we all gather round
Kick off our shoes with a mountain of sound
Pass around a jug, cut up a rug
Make a little bit of that Muttontown Love

Oh, oh to the boys come home
Oh, oh to the boys come home
Oh, oh to the boys come home
Wo, oh to the boys come home

(Oh, oh, oh)
(Wo, oh oh)
(Wo, oh oh)
(Wo, oh oh)

I got a place on an old dirt road