Sitting by the roadside
On a summer's day
Chatting with my messmates and passing time away
Lying in the shadow underneath the trees
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas!

Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas!
Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas!

When the horseman passes
The soldiеrs have a rule
To cry out their loudеst
"Mister, here's your mule!"
But there's another pleasure
Enchanting-er than these
Is wearing out your grinders
Eating goober peas!

Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas!
Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas!
Just before the battle
The gen'ral hears a row
He says "The Yanks are comin',"
"I hear their rifles howl!"
He turns around in wonder
And whaddya think he sees?
The Georgia Militia
Eatin' goober peas!

Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas!
Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas!

I think my song has lasted
Almost long enough
The subjects interesting
But rhymes are mighty rough
I wish this war was over
When free from rags and fleas
We'd kiss our wives and sweethearts
Gobble goober peas!

Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas!
Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas!