Johnny Horton
Sleepy Eyed John
Well a-way down yonder on the Candy CreekI whittled out a fiddle from my wagon seat.I fiddled my fiddle and I rubbed my bowPlay a little tune wherever I go.Sleepy-eyed John, you better your britches onSleepy-eyed John, better tie your shoe.Sleepy-eyed John, you better get your britches onAnd try to get to heaven 'fore the Devil gets to you.Well, Sleepy-eyed John he stole a gooseThe goose he flopped but he couldn't get loose.Said John to the goose "If you don't be still,We'll miss my supper down in Candyville."Well Sleepy-eyed John he had a wooden leg.The little leg was nothing but a little wooden peg.One shoe off and one shoe onHe'll do the double shuffle 'til the cows come home.Now I got twenty dollars for to build a fenceI took my money and I ain't worked since.Sold my buggy and I sold my plowI wouldn't take a dollar for my journey now.Well over the hickory and down the pineThe raccoon laughed and the old hound whined.John said "Sic 'em" and the raccoon leftThey crossed Green River in a minute and a half.
From Letras Mania