Текст: Hank Williams Jr.. Fly Trouble.

Did you ever sit straight up in bed
With somethin' circlin' around your head?
And you swot at it as it whizzes by
And it's just one pesky little fly

You shake your head and you twitch your nose
And settle down to sweet repose
Then when you're just about the dose, fly trouble

Buzz buzz buzz
Goes that busy little fly
Buzz buzz buzz
He's takin' off and high

You roll a paper an' nice and tight
And you wait around for him to light
But there's a fly just livin' right
Buzz buzz buzz

Now the toughest hide grows on the mule
'Cause he's a balky stubborn fool
Well, he likes to look at you and glare
An' never even move a hare

But when his muscles start to twitch
And when his tail begins to switch
That mule ain't bothered with the itch, fly trouble

Buzz buzz buzz
Goes that busy little pest
Buzz buzz buzz
That mule can't get no rest

He shakes his head and bats his eye
And kicks his heels up to the sky
Did you ever see a jazz that cry
Buzz buzz buzz

Now you pick a perfect night in June
When flowers are bloomin' 'neath the moon
Your light of love is burnin' bright
And you tell yourself tonight's the night

You brace yourself and your courage grows
And you're on your knees where you propose
When something bites you on the nose, fly trouble

Buzz buzz buzz
Goes that busy little thing
Buzz buzz buzz
You swot and lose the ring

You fan the air as he goes by
And stick your finger in your eye
Hit every thing except that fly
Buzz buzz buzz