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2. My old mule stand in the stall;
He ran one foot right through the wall;
Tuk the ring bone spasm and wouldn't pull at all
When he is hitched to the chariot in the morning.
Chorus Old Brother Ben and Sis Luce Telegram back to their Uncle Tobacco Juice.
3. Your golden slippers must be nice and clean And your age must be just sweet sixteen
And your white kid gloves that you have to wear, When you ride upon the chariot in the morning.
Chorus Then golden that you are a-going to wear To walk upon the golden street. |
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i56 KITTY WELLS Shearin and Combs note this song, p. 22. See also Pound, No. 94; Shoemaker, p. 13 5 (2nd ed.). The present song is close to the wording of the latter, but lacks one stanza in that version. For other references, see Cox, No. 127.
Obtained from Miss Cora Clark, Crossnore, Avery County, North Carolina, July 13, 1929.
1. You ask what makes this darky weep, Why he like others is not gay, What makes the tears roll down his cheek, From early morn till close of day. My story, darky, you shall hear, While in my memory fresh it dwells. It will cause you all to drop a tear On the grave of my sweet Kitty Wells.
Chorus While the mocking bird is singing in the morning, And the ivy and the myrtle are in bloom, The sun on the hilltops is dawning, 'Twas then they laid her in the tomb. |
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