Cat. #0881 (MFH #687) - As sung by Ollie Gilbert, Mountain View, Arkansas on August 29, 1969
VERSE 1
O, yonder comes that ole black booger
O, I won't have him
Com'in across't th sea, t' marry me
With his ole shoe, boots an' leggins
VERSE 2
My mamma, she told me, t' open th door
O, I won't have him
I opened th door an' he fell in th floor
With his ole shoe, boots an' legg'ins
VERSE 3
Well, mamma she told me, t' set 'im a chair
O, I won't have him
Set 'im chair an' he looked like a dear
With his ole shoe, boots an' leggins
VERSE 4
Well mamma, she told me, t' set 'im a plate
O, I won't have him
Set 'im a plate an' he eat like a snake
With his ole shoe, boots an' legg'ins
VERSE 5
Well mamma, she told me, t' fix his bed
O, I won't have him
Fixed his bed an' he stood on his head
With his ole shoe, boots an' legg'ins
VERSE 6
Well mammy told me go saddle his horse
O, I won't have him
Went t' saddle his horse an' th bridle was lost
An' his ole shoe, boots an' legg'ins
VERSE 7
Mamma she told me, t' bid 'im farewell
O, I won't have him
I bid 'im farewell but I wished 'im in Hell
With his ole shoe, boots an' legg'ins