Lyrics
Of all the beast-es in the world,
I’d rather be a panther.
I’d crawl upon some lonesome hill,
And cry for Susianna.
Of all the beast-es in the world,
I’d rather be a panther.
Eat all the chickens down the line
And turkeys in Atlanta.
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