Cat. #1254 (MFH #869) - As sung by Mrs. Lee (Floy) Huskey, Blue Eye, Missouri on October 11, 1971
VERSE 1
I am looking rather seedy
Now, while holding down my claim
An' my vittles are not always of th best
An' th mice are playing slowly round me
As I settle down to rest
In my litttle ole sod shanty on my claim
VERSE 2
And the only friend that claims me
Is this ole stove of mine
In my little ole sod shanty in th west
VERSE 3
O, th hinges are of leather
An' th windows have no glass
An' th board roof lets th halling blizzard in
And I hear th hungry coyote
As he slinks up through th grass
Round that little ole sod shanty on th claim
VERSE 4
When I left my eastern home
A bachelor so gay
To try an' win my way to wealth an' fame
I never thought that I'd come down
To burning twisted hay
In this little old sod shanty on my claim