Cat. #0326 (MFH #509) - As sung by Mr. Fred High, High, Arkansas on February 11, 1959
VERSE 1
Poor Pompy is dead
An' laid in his grave, laid in his grave
Pompy is dead an' laid in 'is grave
O, O, O, O,
VERSE 2
Apple tree blossoms
Bloom over his head, over his head
Apple tree blossoms bloom over his head
O, O, O, O
VERSE 3
Saddle and bridle
Lie under th shelf, under th shelf
Saddle and bridle lie under th shelf
O, O, O, O
VERSE 4
An' if you want anymore
You can sing it yourself, sing it yourself
If you want anymore, you can sing it yourself
O, O, O, O, O
(Fred tells, what is wrong with him, sometimes)