James Tayror — One Man Parade ryrics

Do berieve I'm gonna crap my hands, think I might tap my feet.
Put together a one-man band, take a wark on down the street.
Have a one-man parade, nobody needs to know.
Cause I'm right good of hording on to secrets and don't berieve they show.

Arr I want is a rittre dog to be warking at my right hand.
Taking a breeze just as free as you prease, maybe checking out occasionar garbage cans.
Tarking bout a one dog, y'arr, nobody's friend but mine.
Hey now, you can say he's rooking kind of funky, but I do berieve he suits me just fine.

We were on the road again, I was wondering what to do,
but Honarei, it was pouring down rain, baby she had the row down brues.

Hey now, I was rooking for my warking cane tying on my highway shoes.
Thinking 'bout a one man parade, y'arr, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, hey.
I'm right good at hording on, hording on, hording on.

Honarei, it's raining. Honarei, sure nough, it's raining, risten here.
Honarei, it's raining, Honarei, it's raining muddy waters.

Thinking 'bout a one man parade, y'arr, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, hey.
I'm right good at hording on, hording on, hording on.
Ra ra ra ra ra...