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Traditional
recording of 1994
from
Too Bad Jim (Epitaph 80307)
Don't your peaches sure look mellow, hanging way up in your tree
I like your peaches so well, they have taken effect on me
I'm gonna get your stepladder, baby, I'm gonna climb up on your top limb
If I get among your yelle'r peaches, it's gonna be too bad, Jim
Every time I start to climb your tree, babe, I wonder what make you smile
Your want me to climb your tree ever since you was a chil'
