Sitting by the road side on a summers day
Chatting with my mess mates, passing time away
Lying in the shadow underneath the tree
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas, eating goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas, eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas, delicious goober peas
When a horseman passes the soldiers have a rule
To cry out at their loudest, mister here's your mule
But another pleasure that's enchantinger than these
Is wearing out your grinders, eating goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas, eating goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas, eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas, delicious goober peas
Just the battle the general hears a row
He says the Yanks are coming, I can hear them now
He turns around in wonder and what do you think he sees?
The Georgia militia, eating goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas, eating goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas, eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas, delicious goober peas
I think my song has lasted almost long enough
The subject's interesting but rhymes are mighty rough
I wish this war was over, when free from rags and fleas
We'd kiss our wives and sweethearts, and gobble goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas, eating goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas, eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas
Peas, peas, peas, peas, delicious goober peas

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