Ok i have to make a perody out of a song of my choice for eniglish,well i picked Sweet Home Alabama By Lynrd Skynrd
Well Here it is:
Sweet Home Amish Country
Buggy wheels keep on turning/
pull me home to see my fields/
singing songs about an Amish land/
I miss the Amish once again/
well I heard Jacob sing about the Amish/
I heard Ezekial put them down/
I hope Jacob remembers/
Amish men don’t need him/
Sweet Home Amish country
Where the air smells like poo
Sweet Home Amish country
Lord, I'm coming home to you
In Lancaster the love the Gov'nor/
Now we plowed what we could/
now Jacob doesn't bother me/
Does Ezekial bother you?/
tell the truth/
Sweet Home Amish country
Where the air smells like poo
Sweet Home Amish country
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Here I come Amish country/
Now Frederic has the plow/
They been know to pick a bean or two/
Lord they get me off so much/
They take me to the market/
Sweet Home Amish country
Where the air smells like poo
Sweet Home Amish country
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Sweet Home Amish country/
Oh so sweet Amish/
Where the air smells like poo/
And the Gov'nor's so true/
Sweet Home Amish country/
Lord, I'm coming home to you/
Tell me what ya think.
~Jeff~
Well Here it is:
Sweet Home Amish Country
Buggy wheels keep on turning/
pull me home to see my fields/
singing songs about an Amish land/
I miss the Amish once again/
well I heard Jacob sing about the Amish/
I heard Ezekial put them down/
I hope Jacob remembers/
Amish men don’t need him/
Sweet Home Amish country
Where the air smells like poo
Sweet Home Amish country
Lord, I'm coming home to you
In Lancaster the love the Gov'nor/
Now we plowed what we could/
now Jacob doesn't bother me/
Does Ezekial bother you?/
tell the truth/
Sweet Home Amish country
Where the air smells like poo
Sweet Home Amish country
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Here I come Amish country/
Now Frederic has the plow/
They been know to pick a bean or two/
Lord they get me off so much/
They take me to the market/
Sweet Home Amish country
Where the air smells like poo
Sweet Home Amish country
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Sweet Home Amish country/
Oh so sweet Amish/
Where the air smells like poo/
And the Gov'nor's so true/
Sweet Home Amish country/
Lord, I'm coming home to you/
Tell me what ya think.
~Jeff~