LYRICS
A day that was way, way, way….
Back when you knew what
Knock, knock on my door
There’s a tale of the enemy
Where ya gonna be when the dead come through
I swear
Where… ya gonna be when the dead come through
The Redcoats are coming
The Japs or a Gook
The beat is drumming
Come take a look
Where ya gonna be when the dead come through
Out there
Where… ya gonna be when the dead come through
As borders disappear
The fear you draw near
Will make it appear
Grab a partner
Swing her round and round
Bearded, toothless… non-the-less
You’re doin’ the Hag Rag
Grab a partner
Swing her round and round
Bearded, toothless… non-the-less
You’re doin’ the Hag Drag
MULTIMEDIA
The Hag Rag Lyrics at Valley Forge .mp4
The Hag Rag Music at Valley Forge .mp4
ABOUT THIS SONG
E add G, D, Bb
E / Dy
Written and recorded on June 15, 2012 at Valley Forge National Park in Chester County, Pennsylvania. The song compares dancing with an ugly lady with war and paranoia.
