Cat. #0394 (MFH #317) - As sung by Clara Terrill, Altus, Arkansas on August 19, 1959
VERSE 1
Out on th mou-wow-wow-tain there did dwell
A nice young maa-waw-wan
An' I knew him wew-wew-well
Come a rude-i, rude-i, rude-i-ray
VERSE 2
He went to th mea-wea-wea-dow for to mow-woe-woe
When a black snake cau-wau-waught
Him by th tow-woe-woe
(Repeat the last line in the first verse)
VERSE 3
He had not mow-woe-woed half 'round th fie-wee-wield
Till a black snake cau-wau-waught
Him by th he-wee-weel
(Repeat as above)
VERSE 4
He fell right dow-wow-woun upon th grou-wow-wound
An' he shut both eye-wye-wyes
An' he looked all roun-woun-woun
(Repeat as above)
VERSE 5
An' it's, kind ole Da-wan-wan go tell my ga-waw-wal
That I'm gonna die-wye-wye
An' I know I shall-wow-wowl
(Repeat as above)
VERSE 6
An' kind ole Da-waw-wan go spread th new-wew-wews
An' here comes Sal-wow-wal
Without her sho-woo-woos
(Repeat as above)
VERSE 7
O, Johnny dea-wer-wer, why did you go-woe-woe
Down in th mea-wea-weadow
For to mow-woe-woe
(Repeat as above)
VERSE 8
O, Sally dea-wer-wer, why don't you know-woe-woe
Th grass is ri-ri-ripe
And had t' be mow-woe-woed
(Repeat as above)