Title "Beat the onry off me"
Artist  sanoma at countrytabs.com

(1)
   When I was little they called me a brat.
   Cause I'd pinch my cousin and call her fat.
   Ride my dog and chase the chickens,
   Kick my sister and take off like the dickens.
   To run and hide in a hole, I'd dug out back.
(2)
   When daddy came home they'd all run to 'Im
   Tellin' on me for stuff I'd been doin.
   And he'd always ask me why I acted like that.
   Well I'd make up a story that sounded good,
   But he threatend to take me out in the woods .
   To beat the onry off of me and things like that.

(chorous)
   If you beat the onry off me,there won't be nothin left.
   Cause I have fun and I raise hell and lord I do my best
   To keep the girls a cryin'and keep the fur a flyin'
   I like to be myself.
   So if you beat the onry off me 
   there won't be  nothing left.
(3)
   Now I'm married and all growed up,
   and people think I've quit that stuff.
   But it's really hard you see.
   I drink too much beer,and drive to fast.
   last night I told some guy,to kisss my ass
   And when I got home late,my wife was watin'you see.
   She said after you go to sleep,
   I'll pin you up in a big old sheet.
   She threatened to beat the onry off of me.
(Repeat chorous)