Old coot, an old top

Old coot, a retard

Old coot, a peculiar elder

Old coot, bowlegged

Old coot, on the cold hill

Old coot, had an adder on his chest

Screamed in the woods alone at night

Screamed in the woods hot coals on his hands

Smoking palms shoes in the woods

At night alone, tired old man

On the cold hill adder lied

One high, two low

Old mans palm an adder had bit

Created an itch, thwarted spit

Old man alone at night twisted

On the stairs watched the adder

Its head on the chopping block, evil demon

The throat of the twisted worm under an axe

Old man healed the devils bite

Poured with booze, washed with spirits

With sapped wood heated sauna

Read charms, casted spells

Wondered they a lot in old coots town

Old mans twisting, mans fight

Strange pranks of curved back adders

Old mans lone struggle at night

Old coot, old top

Would tire down from less, too

Stronger ones get worn down right away

Old coot tired.