Well, I went to see Miguel last night,
I was dressed in my Sunday clothes.
Why I went through the old graveyard,
say, brother, nobody knows.
A screech alley hollered right
that's when I forgot ro mance.
That barbed wire fence, it was too high,
got the hose in the seat of my pants.
As soon as I jumped that barbed wire fence,
I knowed I'd made a mischance.
But I run home just as fast as I could
with my hands on the seat of my pants
and Ma she took one glance
And went to the sewing ma chine
to get patches for the seat
That's how I got these two red eyes
on the seat of my Sunday pants
Ma had to patch them with
because I tried to jump that fence
Now I'm afraid to go to see my gal,
I'm afraid to take that chance
It's all because I got two red eyes
on the seat of my Sunday pants
I went and plowed all the next week
thinking how I'd missed romance
An d how that screech owl
nearly scared me out of my Sunday pants
I was pale for the next three weeks
and brother you could tell at a glance
If there had been three fences there,
I'd have left my Sunday pants.
and don't ever go through the graveyard
To call on a pretty little gal
Cause if you do, you just might find out
just what I got my chance.
I'll never forget till the day I die
my two -eyed Sunday pants.
