That Ole War

Cat. #0123 (MFH #629) - As sung by Mr. T.M. Davis, Fayettville, Arkansas on June 14, 1958

VERSE 1
Well, I run all over Cuba
And landed down in Spain
The ole black Spainards they got mad
And sunk the battleship Maine
Caused th war
Caused that ole war

VERSE 2
Along came the preacher
With his high top derby on
Hugg'n them pretty girls round the neck
Saying, honey, aint your husband gone
To the war
To that ole war

VERSE 3
Well, I run all over Cuba
And I fell upon my knees
The very first thing I spied
Was a big fat dish of peas
In the war
In that ole war

VERSE 4
Well, th peas they were so greasy
And the meat it was so fat
Made me wish I'se a girl at home
And a baby girl at that
From th war
From that ole war

VERSE 5
Well, the peas were so greasy
And th meat it was so fat
While th other boys were fighting Spainards
I was fighting that
In th war
In that ole war

VERSE 6
I saw forty thousand Spainards
All coming blood or fun
I did'nt have any blood to spare
So I lit out and run
From th war
From that ole war

VERSE 7
I seem forty thousand Spainards
All coming two by two
Just gave my big foot excerise
And nothin else to do
From the war
From that ole war

VERSE 8
Saw forty thousand Spainards
All standing in a row
Ole Dewey snatched an eight inch gun
And shot 'em all down but four
In th war
In that ole war

VERSE 9
If'er nother war comes up like this
Before I lose my life
I 'll stay at home and mind the kids
And send my darling wife
To th war
To that ole war

VERSE 10
Now I guess you'd like to know
Bout who composed this song
'Twas old General Hobsen
And he did'nt compose it wrong
Bout th war
Bout that ole war

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