Cat. #0372 (MFH #586) - As sung by Mr. Fred High, High, Arkansas on July 14, 1959
VERSE 1
We took a trip to Caliner on our way home
They had a tyrant bound unto me
Richard Farris, was his name
Because I did not like his ways
Up to th top of th mask, I tied 'im
There I kept him nine long days
VERSE 2
In six days, he was expired
Out of pity, he did cry
O, he cried, good Lord, send me some water
From your high an' lofty skies
VERSE 3
An' like mad men, they cursed and they swore
They swore, they'd have me hanged fer a pirate
Soon as ever they came on shore
VERSE 4
I thought that money would release me
Because his parents was mean an' poor
But t' hear th cries of his poor Mother
It would grieve your heart full sore
VERSE 5
(Whenever they come on shore, why they did'nt try 'im
they just took 'im out an' comence t' cutting 'im off,
finger at a time, an' a toe till they cut 'im all t'
pieces an' let 'im die. An' this is th last word)
VERSE 6
O, how they giblet my poor body
All for th sake of this poor boy
(Just cut 'im up an' he did'nt want no more sea captains t' try that, like he did.)