The gully so low
Our beards hang down past our shoulders
And we hear the four winds blow
Why can't you hear us maaaa dear publicist
Can't you hear us maaaa?
We're down in the gully so low
In the gully so low!
Now have you ever been hungry, hungry?
Have you ever been starving?
Did you ever need some weeds, on my!
Like teeny, tiny little guys.
Down in the gully
The gully so low!*
* with all due respect to Bert Berns, Solomon Burke
