Lyrics

Chiggers

Well they live in the grass and they sleep all winter
But they’re hatching out fast and they want you for dinner
I’m telling you the truth and you know that it figures
If you’re going to live in Texas you’re bound to get Chiggers

Well I knew a girl from New York City
She used to like Texas she thought it was pretty
Until she laid out on the grass among the trees and rocks
And now she looks like she’s got the Chicken Pox

Well they hop on your socks but that don’t please um
They’ve gotta go places where you scratch and squeeze um
They’re never really happy unless you’re really itching
And your finger gets tired, but the chigger’s still a twitching

Well sooner or later you’re going to learn to hate um
You’ll want to find a way to disintegrate um
‘Cause they bite you in your armpits and underneath your bra
And you scratch um and you scratch um ‘til your skin gets raw

Yeah they jump on your shoes they march across your toes
They climb up your britches and they hide in your clothes
They’re waitin’ for a chance to slip in your pants
And get your attention in a place I can’t mention ah hugh
Oh yeah, they might be climbing up there right now...here they come


Yeah they hop on your socks, but that don’t please up
They gotta go places where you scratch and you squeeze um
They bite you in places that I shouldn’t even mention
You know Chiggers don’t care, they just want your attention

Yeah they jump on your shoes, they march across your toes
They climb up your britches and they hide in your clothes
They’re never really happy unless it really itches
And you can’t even see the little sons of ah ah oh no
ah ah, yeah they’re practically invisible, but they’re gonna get ya