Cat. #0025 (MFH #287) - As sung by Fred High, High, Arkansas on February 12, 1958
VERSE 1
I used to dress well
And cut a big swell
With a fine beaver hat on my head
Wore several fine suits
With five dollar boots
A very fine chap it was said
VERSE 2
One night I drunk free
Got on a big spree
Th landlord, he sold me the toddy
He beat me with blows
He thumped my red nose
So roughly he handled my body
VERSE 3
So, I thought I'd take it by little
Digest my vitials
And make a new boiler make steam
My money all spent for got-vim
How bitter th woe
Had nowhere to go
That night I lodged in a hog pen
VERSE 4
Hog's bein' displeased
They snuffled an' sneezed
And they covered me up with their nose's
They chewed up my hat
Both greasy and flat
And tore up one-half of my shirt
VERSE 5
With my hat brim tore
Hung down before
An' my nose it stuck straight out between
VERSE 6
An' th girls they would cry
When me they did spie
And th boys, they would giggle and shout
Says, look at his head
O, ain't his nose red
By jollies, his eyes are jobbed out
This goofy little song was sung by Fred High.