Steve Martin & Edie Brickell - Get Along Stray Dog lyrics

Johnny came home and Jim did too Lookin' for a home-cooked dinner Mama in the kitchen said you never get through Cooking for the saints and sinners Get along, get along, get along Johnny Get along, get along, get along Jimmy One day the preacher come to our door Said, Mm, mm, somethin' sure smells good Papa said yes and there's room for one more Come and help yourself if you would Get along, get along, get along preacher Get along, get along, get along Papa Every single time we sit down to eat Somebody's in the front yard Ol' Miss Mary and her sister Mimi Coming on over just to play cards Get along, now Go home Get along, now Go on Get along now That's right Get along now Good night Get along, get along, get along Mary Get along, get along, get along Mimi Get along now Go home Get along now Go on Get along now That's right Get along now Good night Hurry shut the door before she cooks Don't free the fine aroma Every stray dog in the neighborhood Lookin' for a meal from Mama Get along, get along, get along stray dog Get along, get along, get along stray dog