| Went away up the river some forty mile or more
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| I think I heard that big Jim Lee he blowed
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| She blow so lonesome, like she wasn’t gonna blow no more
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| It blowed just like my baby gettin' on board
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| I’m a poor old boy an' a long way from home
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| And you causin' me to leave my plumb good home
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| My Mama she is dead' and my father well could be
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| I ain’t got nobody to feel and care for me
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| If you don’t want me just give me your hand
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| And I’ll get a woman quick as you can a man
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| I’ve got a kid on the wheeler and a brown down in town
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| Got a plumb good man bringing down these gals of mine
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| I laid my head in a steamer woman’s arms
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| And she laid her nappy head in mine
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| When I got arrested what do you reckon was my fine?
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| Says they give all coons eleven twenty-nine
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| It was moonshine, don’t pay me no mind
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| 'Cause I did not let no coons have mine
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| Well the big Jim Lee keep a-backing up and down
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| Keep standin' by the shore, man, if you’re water bound |