Bear Hands - Can't Stick Em lyrics

Well the fork couldn't stick 'em and
The knife couldn't cut him
So they threw him in the dog
Pen and locked up the shutter
When they took him to the saw mill
The saw he broke oh, he's as strong as an ox
And as wide as a moat
But by night it's always the same
He's like I wanna go home and go home
Well he's going out hunting in
His fine fur coat oh, he's whistling a tune
That his mother wrote
When you see a grey goose you're a lucky man
That's metal in your pocket
It's grease in the p-p-p pan
But by night it's always the same
He's like I wanna go home and go home
Go home and go home
I wanna see the fire g-, fire g-go
I wanna see the fire g-, fire g-go
I wanna see the fire g-, fire g-go
I wanna see the fire g-, fire g-go
I've got so bad with loosing the blues
It's holding me back when I'm in the mood
The successful part of me
Has died several times
And still I dance for you