Cut him up, boy
You've got to cut him up, boy
He's a wicked disgrace,
And he said it to your face
You better cut him up boy

Take by the teeth,
Get him down on his knees,
With your hands all shaking,
That'll teach him how to take it,
Gotta cut him up, boy
(And how)

Ply her heart with gold and silver

Take your sweetheart down to the river

Dash her on the paving stones,
It may break your heart to break her bones,
But someone's got to do the culling
Of the fold
(Oh, oh oh)

Cut him up, girl
Really cut him up girl
He lives by himself,
In a hole in a wall
You've got to cut him up, girl

You can take him in a stitch,
Dump his body in a ditch
Leave his limbs all naked,
That'll teach him how to take it,
Better cut him up girl
(And how)

Ply her heart with gold and silver

Take your sweetheart down to the river

Dash her on the paving stones,
It may break your heart to break her bones,
But someone's got to do the culling
Of the fold
(Oh)

Listen up boy,
And listen up girl
It's a shallow little trench,
And it's giving off a stench
It's a shallow little world

Feeling down in the face,
Could you use a little space?
When the radio crackles,
And the in-laws cackle

Better cut him up boy,
And cut him up, girl

Ply her heart with gold and silver

Take your sweetheart down to the river

Dash her on the paving stones,
It may break your heart to break her bones,
But someone's got to do the culling
Of the fold
Oh, the culling
Of the fold
(Oh, oh, oh, oh!)