Ground squirrels scamper and scrounge.
Flying squirrels languish and lounge.
You got to wake up tough,
and get that nut,
before a flying squirrel comes back down.
but when that son of a bitch
comes close to the ditch
then you grab him and you drag him down.
Rip his fancy fur coat
right off of his throat
and send his ass back out of town.
I got the ground squirrel blues you can’t blame me.
It’s dirty down under these shade trees.
Every nut that you get,
been gnawed on I bet,
before a flying squirrel dropped it on down.