Cat. #0646 (MFH #519) - As sung by Reba Dearmore, Mountain Home, Arkansas on January 7, 1969
VERSE 1
Her Fathers name was Moses
His cheeks was red as roses
And his shoes stuck out at th toeses
Way down on th Peacfullo farm
VERSE 2
Her feet were light an' narrow
Her face was like a fairy
I asked her if she'd marry
Way down on th Peacfullo farm
VERSE 3
With a rig-jag-jig-jag-jig-jag
An' a rig-jag-jig-jag-jig-jag
With a rig-jag-jig-jag-jig-jag
And a rig-jag-jig
VERSE 4
I asked her if she loved me
She said she felt above me
An' out th door she shoved me
Way down on th Peacfullo farm
An' I won't go there anymore, I won't
I won't go there anymore, I won't
I won't go there anymore
Way down on th Peacfullo farm
VERSE 5
I asked her if she'd marry
She said, I shouldn't tarry
Her Pa, a gun did carry
Way down on th Peacfullo farm
Well, I won't go there anymore, I won't
I won't go there anymore, I won't
I won't go there anymore
Way down on th Peacullo farm
VERSE 6
With a rig-jag-jig-jag-jig-jag
An' a rig-jag-jig-jag-jig-jag
With a rig-jag-jig-jag-jig-jag
And a rig-jag-jig
(I have a letter from Reba giving the first verse.)