Tom: C
C
I wanna go home with an armadillo
F C
Spread her little legs and try my best to thrill her
C G C
To her very soul with my cowboy pole
C
Old scaly skin against my face
F C
Lord I will be her saving grace
C G
I want to go home with an armadillo my
C
cowboy pole
[Verse 2]
C
Wake up in the morning with her head on my
pillow,
F C
my finger in her ass you know I thrill her
C G
I want to go home with an armadillo
C
my cowboy pole
[Bridge]
F
I want to go home with an armadillo
C
sleeping on my pillow next to me
C
My rough old hands and my Vaseline
C G
Lord she made a fool of me
F
No more songs about armadillos
C Am
Na na na na na na na na
[Verse 3]
C G
I want to go home with an armadillo
C
my cowboy pole
C G
I want to go home with an armadillo
F C
my cowboy pole
