Judy Cook, Folksinger

Pity Poor Peccary

As Sung By Judy Cook

Pity poor peccary, sad to behold
He's grieving from dawning 'til dusk
For deep down inside he has a heart of pure gold
But he's always preceded by tusk,
Yes deep down inside he has a heart of pure gold
But he's always preceded by tusk.

You can pick out a peccary from all the rest
Even if he has on his disguises
He can hide his proboscis, his tail and his chest
But he never can hide his incisors,
He can hide his proboscis, his tail and his chest
But he never can hide his incisors.

If you meet with a peccary out in your yard and
He seems in an amorous mood
I advise you to climb some tall tree in your garden
Before you're too hotly pursued.
I advise you to climb some tall tree in your garden
Before you're too hotly pursued.

Never pick up a peccary hitching a ride
Never mind how his eyes do implore
He'll slash your seat covers just climbing inside
And besides, he's a terrible bore.
He'll slash your seat covers just climbing inside
And besides, he's a terrible bore.

Pity poor peccary, sad to behold
He's grieving from dawning 'til dusk
For deep down inside he has a heart of pure gold
But he's always preceded by tusk,
Yes deep down inside he has a heart of pure gold
But he's always preceded by tusk.