Tax his cow, tax his goat,
Tax his pants, tax his coat,

Tax his crops, tax his work,
Tax his tie, tax his shirt,

Tax his chew, tax his smoke;
Teach him taxes are no joke.

Tax his tractor, tax his mule,
Teach him taxes are a rule,

Tax his oil, tax his gas,
Tax his notes, tax his cash;

Tax him good and let him know-
After taxes he has no dough.

If he hollers, tax him more;
Tax him 'til he's good and sore.

Tax his coffin, tax his grave,
Tax the sod in which he lays.

Put these words upon his tomb:
"Taxes drove me to my doom."

And after he's gone he can't relax;
They'll still be after Inheritance Tax!
Melba Lovelace