The back 'o' my hand

Back'o'my hand, back'o'my hand
back'o'my hand is what you'll get
back'o'my hand, back'o'my hand
back'o'my hand to the back'o'your head
back'o'my hand is what you'll get
No more cookies, no more treats
Get out of the jar, get it through your head
Or the back'o'my hand is what you'll get
No more pudding, no more sweets
Life is bitter, too bitter to swallow
Get out of the jar, this ain't no time to wallow
Or the back'o'my hand is what you'll get

It's for your own good, I hope you understand
The back'o'my hand that is, back'o'my hand
It's for your own good, I hope realize
that I only mean well, though now you may despise
me but you'll thank me later
for the back'o'my hand
Back'o'my hand, back'o'my hand
back'o'my hand is what you'll get
back'o'my hand, back'o'my hand
back'o'my hand to the back'o'your head
back'o'my hand is what you'll get

You may feel lucky and you may be right and
you may even put up a good fight
but you ain't seen but half of it yet
no sense in ducking, if the right don't get you
then the left will and there ain't no place
for you to hide, ready or not here I come
Back'o'my hand, back'o'my hand
back'o'my hand is what you'll get
back'o'my hand, back'o'my hand
back'o'my hand to the back'o'your head
back'o'my hand is what you'll get
Life is bitter, too bitter to swallow
Get out of the jar, this ain't no time to wallow
Or the back'o'my hand is what you'll get

It's for your own good, I hope you understand
The back'o'my hand that is, back'o'my hand
It's for your own good, I hope realize
that I only mean well, although right you despise
me but you'll thank me later
for the back'o'my hand
Back'o'my hand, back'o'my hand
back'o'my hand is what you'll get
Back'o'my hand, back'o'my hand
back'o'my hand.