Cat. #0523 (MFH #473) - As sung by Joan O'Bryant and Max Hunter, University of Arkansas on July 5, 1960
VERSE 1
O, Miss I have a very fine farm
Just sixty acres square
An' it will be at your command
If you will only dwell there
If you will only dwell there
VERSE 2
O Sir, I know your very fine farm
An' also very fine fruit
If you go in, then I'll go out
You know a hog will root
You know a hog will root
VERSE 3
O Miss, I have a very fine house
An also very fine yard
An' it will be at your command
If you will only dwell there
If you will only dwell there
VERSE 4
O Sir, I know your very fine house
An' also very fine yard
But who will stay with me at night
When you are throwin' cards
When you are throwin' cards
VERSE 5
O Miss, that's someth'n I never did do
An' do not think it's right
But if you will only be my bride
I'll not throw cards at night
I'll not throw cards at night
VERSE 6
O Sir, I know what this is for
It's only t' pull me in
An' do you think I'm foolish enough
To marry a barrel of gin
To marry a barrel of gin
VERSE 7
O Miss, I know your very young
An' very hard to please
But when your out a shiver'n in th cold
I hope to God you'll freeze
I hope to God you'll freeze
VERSE 8
O Sir I know I'm very young
An' very hard to please
But when I'm out a shiver'n in th cold
I won't have no drunkard to please
I won't have no drunkard to please
VERSE 9
O MIss, I have a very fine mule
That pulls a bucket, so well
I'll drink my liquor an' throw my cards
An' you can go t' hell
An' you can go t' hell