On The Edge of Common Sense
Baxter Black, DVM
If wheat gets up to seven bucks I’ll hoard it, yessiree Till the grain bin’s overflowin’ Or it gets back down to three.
There’s too much ridin’ on it To sell it right away, The banker might call in my note They’re funny that-away.
As long as things are nip and tuck They’ll let the balance ride. Just pay the interest on it And they’ll be satisfied…