Cat. #0525 (MFH #136) - As sung by Doney Hammontree, Farmington, Arkansas on July 5, 1960
VERSE 1
I went out a walkin'
On a summer day
There I saw th biggest ram
That ever fed on hay
But if you don't believe me
An' if ya think I lie
You go down t' Darby
An' you'll see th same as I
VERSE 2
O, th end of th rams horn
Reached to th moon
Th butcher went up in February
An' never come down till June
But if you don't believe me
An' if ya think I lie
You go down t' Darby
An' you'll see th same as I
VERSE 3
O, th ears on th rams head
Reached to th sky
The eagles built their nest in it
They heard th young ones cry
But if you don't believe me
An' if ya think I lie
You go down t' Darby
An' you'll see th same as I
VERSE 4
O, th wool on th rams back
Drug to th ground
Th lions built their beds in it
Fer I heard th young ones growl
But if you don't believe me
An' if ya think I lie
You go down t' Darby
An' you'll see th same as I
VERSE 5
O, Darby was th biggest ram
That has ever been borned
For every tooth in Darbys head
Held four bushel of corn
But if you don't believe me
An' if ya think I lie
You go down t' Darby
An' you'll see th same as I
VERSE 6
O, he had four legs t' walk upon
He had four feet t' stand
An' every foot that Darby had
Covered four acres of land
But if ya don't believe me
An' if ya think I lie
You go down t' Darby
An' you'll see th same as I
VERSE 7
I guess th man that owned this rum
Must be awful rich
I know th man that wrote this song
Is a lie'n __ __ ______