I'm a simple man, just made of beans
I got two can hands and torn up jeans
I got a nasty ol temper I can be real mean
I got the biggest bean booty you ever seen
And when the beans spilled and the milk is spoiled
And I barely make a dime for all my toil
And the devil clearly owns my soul
And my body's just beans in some dirty soil
Then there's no more beans and the bean can dry
And the baked beans aren't piled real high
And the old bean River is running dry
That's when you'll miss my beans
It's been too long, it's bean too much
I ain't never had a bean that I wouldn't touch
It's been too hard, it's bean too high
If I didn't have my beans I'd surely die
And the bean man came and he brought me some beans
And he spilled the beans from here to Eugene
And he came with the beans and he came with the flute
And he ate so many beans he could hardly poop
And then the beans all ran out, didn't know what to do
When there's no more beans and the bean can's dry
And the baked beans aren't piled real high
And the old bean River is running dry
That's when you'll miss my beans
It's been too long, it's bean too much
I ain't never had a bean that I wouldn't touch
It's been too hard, it's bean too high
If I didn't have my beans I'd surely die
When there's no more beans and the bean can's dry
And the baked beans aren't piled real high
And the old bean River is running dry
That's when you'll miss my beans
When there's no more beans and the bean can's dry
And the baked beans aren't piled real high
And the old bean River is running dry
That's when you'll miss my beans
That's when you'll miss my beans
You'll miss these beans