Lyrics Lynchburg Town / Briggs' Jig -

Lynchburg Town / Briggs' Jig

Gwine on down to town,
Gwine on down to town,
Gwine on down to lynchburg town to take my tobacca down
Tobacca sell’n high,
Tobacca sell’n high,
50 cencs when it wet and 60 when its dry,
Tobacca sell’n low,
Tobacca sell’n low,
Tobacco won’t bring seven cencs and it ain’t no use to go
Gwine on down to town,
Gwine on down to town,
Gwine on down to lynchburg town to take my tobacca down
Little piece of ash cake, little piece of fat,
Some folks wanna grumble if you get so much as dat,
I love them mash potatas, i bake’em into sand,
I love them bacon and corn bread i fry them in the pan,
Gwine on down to town,
Gwine on down to town,
Gwine on down to lynchburg town to take my tobacca down
Easiest ting i ever did was flotin' down on jin,
The hardest thing i ever did do was holdin' back again,
The wost ting that i ever did, got the boat hold in a vine,
The best thing i ever did do was lovin' dem ladys fine,
Gwine on down to town,
Gwine on down to town,
Gwine on down to lynchburg town to take my tobacca down — HEY BOYS
Well i don’t mind to work so hard, hey its mighty lean,
I don’t see the resone why some folks treat me so mean,
Times is gettin' hard, money gettn' scarse,
It don’t get no better here, well im ganna leave this place,
Gwine on down to town,
Gwine on down to town,
Gwine on down to lynchburg town and take my tobacca down
Gwine on down to town,
Gwine on down to town,
I’M gwine on down to lynchburg town to take my tobacca down