Can we go to the Tastee Freeze
Or maybe Dairy Queen
If so then better lock the glove
There's something in there the old man loves
Breaks it out with a m___led shout
A shout of glee and it comes out

The dreaded spoon, the dreaded spoon
Lord, help us, it's the dreaded spoon
What he giveth, away he takes
Keeps on scoopin' till your patience breaks
Better not turn your head away
It's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone-agone, gone, gone, gone
To the dreaded spoon

He says he doesn't want a thing
He's not hungry, he says with a tiny wink
We come back with a big old cone
He makes his move and we all moan
Wearin' out your ice cream cake
Spillin' sprinkles in his wake

The dreaded spoon, the dreaded spoon
Lord, help you, it's the dreaded spoon
Hide your cakes and Sunday pies
Your apple fritters and curly fries
Nuts and cherries piled so high
Just one swipe and it's say goodbye
It's bye, bye, bye, gone, gone, gone
Gone and-a gone, gone-gone, gone, gone, gone
To the dreaded spoon

Written by B. R. Hornsby

Bruce Hornsby - piano, vocal
Mark Fain - bass
Cody Kilby - guitar solo
Andy Leftwich - fiddle
Jim Mills - banjo
Ricky Skaggs - mandolin, guitars, Danelectro, vocals

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