Down in Mississippi   It's a perfect time of year   To break out the jumper cables   And try to crank this ol' John Deere      Well, I can't wait to fire it up   And put 'er into gear   I know I should be hurtin'   But I'm smiling ear to ear      'Cause I'm mowin' down the roses   I'm mowin' down the roses   I'm mowin' down the roses   That you planted in our yard      I poured out your purty perfume   Straight down the toilet bowl   And I ripped your face straight off the wall   Left nothing but some holes      I loaded up your closets   Into fifteen garbage bags   And I smoked 'em with your potpourri   On a burn pile in the back      Now I'm mowin' down the roses   I'm mowin' down the roses   I'm mowin' down the roses   That you planted in our yard      Down in Mississippi   It's getting perfectly clear   That anything you used to love   Just ain't gonna grow round here      I'm mowin' down the roses   That you planted in our yard   I'm mowin' down the roses   I'm mowin' down the roses   I'm mowin' down the roses