Old coot, an old top
Old coot, a retard
Old coot, a peculiar elder
Old coot, bowlegged
Old coot, on the cold hill
Old coot, had an adder on his chest
Screamed in the woods alone at night
Screamed in the woods hot coals on his hands
Smoking palms shoes in the woods
At night alone, tired old man
On the cold hill adder lied
One high, two low
Old mans palm an adder had bit
Created an itch, thwarted spit
Old man alone at night twisted
On the stairs watched the adder
Its head on the chopping block, evil demon
The throat of the twisted worm under an axe
Old man healed the devils bite
Poured with booze, washed with spirits
With sapped wood heated sauna
Read charms, casted spells
Wondered they a lot in old coots town
Old mans twisting, mans fight
Strange pranks of curved back adders
Old mans lone struggle at night
Old coot, old top
Would tire down from less, too
Stronger ones get worn down right away
Old coot tired.