There is a fine woman I know,
Who's fiery spirit flame glows.
She's much older but young at heart,
With many fine tales to impart.

Been doing some work in her yard,
She pays me well so I work hard.
She lends me her truck when I need,
And always is good for a feed.

Been having some trouble just now,
A neighbor who's started a row.
It is he who had better beware,
Cause her shotgun sits by the stair.

Her surgery's scheduled next week,
Going in to get a new knee.
I'm watching her house when she leaves,
The shotgun will be left with me.

It isn't my feud but I will,
If I have to, won't shoot to kill.
I won't allow skullduggery,
Miss Ellie is trusting in me.