[Spoken] Hot dog, buddy let’s go 
Rather be in Richmond, midst all the hail and rain, Than for to be in Georgia boys, wearing that ball and chain. 
Chorus: Won’t get drunk no more, won’t get drunk no more, Won’t get drunk no more, way down the old plank road. 
I went down to Mobile for to get on the gravel train, Very next thing heard of me, had on a ball and chain. 
Chorus 
Doney, oh dear Doney, what makes you treat me so? Caused me to wear the bail and chain, now my ankle’s sore. 
Chorus [spoken] Glory halelujah there! Knoxville is a pretty place, Memphis is a beauty, 
Want to see them pretty girls, hop to Chattanoogie. Chorus 
[Spoken] Glory halelujah there! Fare thee well I’m gone! 
I’m gwine to build me a scaffold on some mountain high, So I can see my Dora girl, she goes riding by. Chorus My wife died Friday night, Saturday she was buried, 
Sunday was my courting day, Monday I got married. Chorus 
[Spoken] Gee horse there! 
Eighteen pounds of meat a week, whiskey here to sell, How can a young man stay at home, pretty girls look so well. Chorus [spoken] Fare thee well! 
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