| When I was young and pretty
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| With a twinkling in my eye
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| I met a travelin' man one day
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| And I guess he told a lie
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| When we was a courting
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| He called me sugar pie
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| Now he calls me other names
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| It’s root, hog, or die
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| Root, hog, or die
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| Tell you the reason why
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| I met a travelin' man one day
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| And I guess he told a lie
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| A rig a tig tig A rig a tig tig A rig a tig tig tig
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| He asked me to get married
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| One cold day in July
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| But since the day we’ve tied the knot
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| It’s root, hog, or die
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| He always promised that I’d get a 50/50 deal
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| But every time he buys a turnip
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| All I get’s the heel
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| Root, hog, or die
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| Tell the world goodbye
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| For since the day we tied the knot
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| It’s root, hog, or die
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| He told me that I’d always be the apple of his eye
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| But since I knocked his one eye out
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| It’s root, hog, or die
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| My old man don’t work at all
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| No, he won’t even try
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| If I don’t work, I’ll starve to death
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| It’s root, hog, or die
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| Root, hog, or die
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| Just me, myself, and I
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| If I don’t work, I’ll starve to death
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| It’s root, hog, or die
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| Now I ain’t young and pretty
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| There’s no twinkling in my eye
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| Cause since I met that travelin' man
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| It’s root, hog or die
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| Root, hog, or die
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| Root, hog, or die
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| Cause since I met that travelin' man
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| It’s root, hog or die |