Woodshed Time

Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Robert Hunter

A lyric in Box of Rain. It was played live at least once, on 30 October 1983, with a few minor variations to the lyrics.

Down in the woodpile
fox meet a groundhog
Bid him fare-thee-well
It's a good morning
Old times here are
not forgot
We just lay around (note 1)
and watch 'em rot

Take it to the woodshed
Woodshed time
Take it to the woodshed
Right now!

Tell me what you do
don't tell me what you don't know
Come around later
with I told you so
Mercy to the child
out in the cold
Engine cranks over (note 2)
but the wheels won't roll

Take it to the woodshed
Woodshed time
Take it to the woodshed
Right now!

Tie it to a postcard
Freight it on a boxcar
Little Joe from Detroit
there you are
Betting on snake eyes
Twenty as the crow flies
Out in the woodshed
shooting high dice

Take it to the woodshed
Woodshed time
Take it to the woodshed
Right now!

Take it to the woodshed
Strip it down to pieces
Little touch of grease
Not too much, please
When I'm down to
my last fifty cents
I do love the lady
who pays the rent

Take it to the woodshed
Woodshed time
Take it to the woodshed
Right now!

Cross an alligator
with a sheep and a hound-dog
pick of the litter
won't amount to shit
Don't you worry 'bout
the little red rooster
He just laid an egg
and that's the end of it