Go out back little one to the tool shed
Where you found that kitty cat stone cold dead
Guard your mind from the memory
Turn your head if need be
But bring me a crowbar big enough to pry
The pump door open and don’t you cry
If the ghost of the kitty cat comes to you
Just run, We got work to do
Go out to the turkey leg tree in the back
Next to the ditch where the old plow sat
There you’ll find a little bailing wire
Laying at the bottom of the dregs of a fire
Bring me the wire enough to tie
The pump door back and don’t ask why
And if the ghost of the kitty cat follows you
Just run, We got work to do
Just run, We got work to do
Said damn boy, I can’t catch a break
The pump’s wore out, took all it could take
Get me my pipe and a cold iced tea
Maybe something will come to me
Now run, I said run son
You gotta run
I’m gonna sit in the shade and think this through
And if the ghost of the kitty cat comes to you
You know, you know
You know what to do
Go out back little one to the tool shed
Where you found that kitty cat stone cold dead
Guard your mind from the memory
Turn your head if need be
But bring me a crowbar big enough to pry
The pump door open and don’t you cry
If the ghost of the kitty cat comes to you
Just run, We got work to do
Just run, We got work to do
Just run, We got work to do
Work to do, Work to do
Work to do
