Mr. Andrew Borden died
And he got his daughter, Lizzie
On a charge of homicide
Some folks say she didn't do it
And others say of course she did
But they all agree, Miss Lizzie B
Was a problem kinda kid
'Cause you can't chop your
Papa up in Massachausetts
Not even if it's planned
As a surprise (a surprise)
No, you can't chop your
Papa up in Massachausetts
You know how neighbors love to criticize
Well, she got him on the sofa
Where he'd gone to take a snooze
And I hope he went to Heaven
'Cause he wasn't wearing shoes
Lizzie kinda rearranged him
With a hatchet so they say
Then she got her mother
In that same old fashioned way
But you can't chop your
Mama up in Massachausettes
Not even if you're tired of
Her cuisine (her cuisine)
No can't chop your mama up in Massachausetts
You know it's almost sure to cause a scene
Well, they really kept her
Hopping on that busy afternoon
With both down and upstairs chopping
While she hummed a ragtime tune
They really made her hustle
And when all was said and done
She'd removed her mother's bustle
When she wasn't wearing one
Now can't chop your
Mama up in Massachusetts
And then blame all the damage
On the mice (on the mice)
No, you can't chop your
Mama up in Massachausetts
That sort of thing just isn't very nice
Now it wasn't done for pleasure
And it wasn't done for spite
And it wasn't done because
The lady wasn't very bright
She'd always done the slightest thing
That mom and papa bid
They said, Lizzie, cut it out
So that's exactly what she did
But you can't chop your
Papa up in Massachausetts
And then get dressed
And go out for a walk
No, you can't chop your
Papa up in Massachausetts
Massachausetts is a far cry
From New York
You can't chop your
Papa up in Massachausetts
Shut the door and lock and latch it
Here comes Lizzie with a brand new hatchet
You can't chop your
Papa up in Massachausetts
Such a snob I've heard it said
She met her pa and cut him dead
You can't chop your
Papa up in Massachausetts
Jump like a fish
Jump like a porpoise
All join hands and habeas corpus
You can't chop your
Papa up in Massachausetts
Massachausetts is a far cry
From New York
Yesterday in old Fall River Mr. Andrew Borden died And he got his daughter, Lizzie On a charge of homicide Some folks say she didn't do it And others say of course she did But they all agree, Miss Lizzie B Was a problem kinda kid 'Cause you can't chop your Papa up in Massachausetts Not even if it's planned As a surprise (a surprise) No, you can't chop your Papa up in Massachausetts You know how neighbors love to criticize Well, she got him on the sofa Where he'd gone to take a snooze And I hope he went to Heaven 'Cause he wasn't wearing shoes Lizzie kinda rearranged him With a hatchet so they say Then she got her mother In that same old fashioned way But you can't chop your Mama up in Massachausettes Not even if you're tired of Her cuisine (her cuisine) No can't chop your mama up in Massachausetts You know it's almost sure to cause a scene Well, they really kept her Hopping on that busy afternoon With both down and upstairs chopping While she hummed a ragtime tune They really made her hustle And when all was said and done She'd removed her mother's bustle When she wasn't wearing one Now can't chop your Mama up in Massachusetts And then blame all the damage On the mice (on the mice) No, you can't chop your Mama up in Massachausetts That sort of thing just isn't very nice Now it wasn't done for pleasure And it wasn't done for spite And it wasn't done because The lady wasn't very bright She'd always done the slightest thing That mom and papa bid They said, Lizzie, cut it out So that's exactly what she did But you can't chop your Papa up in Massachausetts And then get dressed And go out for a walk No, you can't chop your Papa up in Massachausetts Massachausetts is a far cry From New York You can't chop your Papa up in Massachausetts Shut the door and lock and latch it Here comes Lizzie with a brand new hatchet You can't chop your Papa up in Massachausetts Such a snob I've heard it said She met her pa and cut him dead You can't chop your Papa up in Massachausetts Jump like a fish Jump like a porpoise All join hands and habeas corpus You can't chop your Papa up in Massachausetts Massachausetts is a far cry From New York Explain Request ×
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