when I used to live in Mio
I had friend called wild Bill.
I’ve moved away from Mio
But Bill he lives there still.

Wild Bill had lots of stories
And every one was swell.
But the one that I like best
Is the one I’d like to tell.

Some flat landers were comin north.
They planned hunt for deer.
They wanted Bill to guide them.
They didn’t know him well I fear.

It was finally opening day
And as bill prepared to guide.
He got some chocolate covered raisins
Put em in his pocket, deep inside.

They got to where they planned to hunt
And they climbed out of the car.
They...