Folklore, Songs, and Stories of Old


 
The Preacher and the Bear Song
 Knoxville Girl
 Pretty Polly
 Burglar Man Song
   Cabbage Head Song
Joe Bowers Song
Coal Mine Songs
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THE PREACHER AND THE BEAR SONG

A Preacher went out huntin, t'was on one Sunday morn 
He knew its against his religion, but he took his gun along 

He shot himself three mighty fine quail 

and one little measly hare 

And on his way returning home, 

he saw a great big Grizzly Bear 

Now the bear marched out in the middle of the road 
and waltzed to the Preacher you see 

The Preacher got so excited, he climbed up a 'simmon tree 

The bear sat down upon the ground, 

the Preacher climbed out on a limb 

Well he cast his eyes to the Lord in the skies, 

and these words he said to Him 

Oh Lordy, didn't you deliver Daniel from the lion's den 
Also, deliver Jonah, from the belly of a whale and then 

Three Hebrew children from the fiery furnace 

so the Good Book do declare 

Now Oh Lord, if you can't help me, 

well then please don't-cha help that bear 

Now the Preacher was up in that tree, 
I think it was all night 

He said Mr Bear if you bother me, 

I'll give you an awful fight 

Just about that time the limb let go 

and the Preacher came tumblin' down 

You could see him getting his razor out 

before he hit the ground 

He hit the ground cuttin' right and left, 
he put up a very game fight 

Just then the bear grabbed the Preacher, 

and he squeezed him a little too tight 

The Preacher dropped his razor, the bear held on with a vim 

Well he cast his eyes to the Lord in the skies 

and these words he said to Him 

They fought all the way to the river, 
it was a terrible fight 

That bear just kept a-hanging on, 

but the Preacher was a-doing all right 

He dragged that beast right down in the water 

it was three times in and out 

Then the bear got up and he limped away 

and the Preacher began to shout 

Oh, Lordy, didn't you deliver Daniel from the lion's den 
Also, deliver Jonah, from the belly of a whale, Amen, 

And oh Lord, it may not seem like much from way up there, 

But the hardest thing I ever done was baptize that  #@$%^* bear. 


 
 
 
Cabbage Head Song
 

Well I came home the other night,
just drunk as I could be 

Found a horse in my stall

where my horse aughta be.

I said come here my little wife
explain this thing to me

How comes a horse in my stall

where my horse aughta be?

She said, You drunk fool
you blind fool

Can't you never see

That's just a little milk cow

my Grandma sent to me

Well, I've traveled this whole world over
a thousand times or more--

But a saddle and bridle on a milk cow

I've never seen before.

Well I came home the other night,
just drunk as I could be 

Found a coat in the closet

where my coat  aughta be.

I said come here my little wife
explain this thing to me

How comes a coat in the closet

where my coat  aughta be?

She said, You drunk fool
you blind fool

Can't you never see

That's just a little bed quilt

My Grandma sent  to me. 

Well, I've traveled this whole world over
a thousand times or more--

But  coat pockets on a bed quilt 

I've never seen before!!

Well I came home the other night,
just drunk as I could be 

Found a hat on the hat rack

where my hat  aughta be.

I said come here my little wife
explain THIS thing to me

How comes a hat on the hat rack

where my hat  aughta be?

She said, You drunk fool
you blind fool

Can't you never see

That's just a little chamber pot

My Grandma sent to me.

Well, I've traveled this whole world over
a thousand times or more--

But  a J P STETSON CHAMBER POT

I've never seen before!!

Well I came home the other night,
just drunk as I could be 

Found some boots in the hallway

where MY boots  aughta be!!!

I said come here my little wife
EXPLAIN   this thing to me

How comes a boots in the hallway 

where my boots  aughta be?

She said, You drunk fool
you blind fool

Can't you never see

That's just a  pair of butter churns

my Grandma sent to me. 

Well, I've traveled this whole world over
a thousand times or more--

But  pair of size 12 butter churns,

I've never seen before!!

Well I came home the other night,
just drunk as I could be 

Found a HEAD ON THE PILLER

where my HEAD   aughta be!!!

I SAID COME HERE MY LITTLE WIFE
EXPLAIN THIS THING TO ME......

HOW COMES A HEAD ON THE PILLER

WHERE MY HEAD AUGHTA BE???

She said, You drunk fool
you blind fool

Can't you never see

That's just a little cabbage head

my Grandma sent to me. 

WEEELLLLL, I'VE TRAVELED
THIS WHOLE WORLD OVER

A THOUSAND TIMES OR MOORREEEE

BUT A MUSTACHE .........ON A CABBAGE HEAD

I'VE NEVER SEEN BEFORE!!!!!



 
 
JOE BOWERS SONG

My name it is Joe Bowers; 
I have a brother Ike. 

I came from old Missoura, 

All the way from Pike. 

I used to know a girl there; 
Her name was Sally Black. 

I asked her if she'd marry me; 

She said it was a whack. 

She said to me, "Joe Bowers. 
Before we hitch for life, 

You'd better get a little home 

To take your little wife.' ' 

"Oh Sally, dearest Sally, 
Oh Sally, for your sake. 

I'll go to California 

And try and raise a stake." 

When I got in that country 
I didn't have a red; 

I had such wolfish feelings 

I wished myself most dead. 

But the thughts of my dear Sally 
Soon made those feelings git, 

And whispered hope to Bowers, 

I wish I had them yet. 

At last a letter, 
Enough to make me swear, 

That Sally married a butcher, 

And the butcher had red hair. 

Before I got through reading, 
At length the letter said: 

Sally had a baby, 

And the baby's head was red. 



 
 
 
Knoxville Girl

I met a little girl in Knoxville,
a town we all know well.

And every Sunday evening

out in her home I'd dwell.

We went to take a evening walk

about a mile from town.

I picked a stick up off the ground

and knocked that fair girl down.

She fell down on her bended knees

for mercy she did cry. 

"Oh Willie dear, Don't kill me here

I'm unprepared to die."

She never spoke another word

I only beat her more

Until the ground around me

within her blood did flow.

I took her by her golden curls
and I drug her round and round

Throwing her into the river

That flows through Knoxville town.

Go down Go down

You Knoxvile girl

with the dark and roaming eyes.

Go down Go down 

You Knoxville girl

You could never be my bride.

I started back to Knoxville 

Got there about midnight.

My mother, she was worried

and woke up in a fright.

saying "Dear son what have you done

to bloody your clothes so?"

I told my anxious mother

I was bleeding at my nose.

I called for me a  candle
to light myself to bed.

I called for me a handkerchief

to bind my aching head.

Rolled and tumbled the whole 

night through.

As struggles  was for me

Like flames of  hell around my bed

And in my eyes could see.

They carried me down to Knoxville,
and put me in a cell.

My friends all tried to get me out;

but none could go my bail.

I'm here to waste my life away

down in this dirty ole jail.

Because I murdered that Knoxville girl

the girl I loved so well.


 
 
Pretty Polly

Oh Polly Pretty Polly
would you take me unkind.

Polly Pretty Polly

would you take me unkind.

You'd set beside me and tell 

your mine

Well my mind is to marry and
never to part

Mind is to marry and never

to part.

First time I saw you; 

you wounded my heart.

Polly Pretty Polly
come and go along with me

Polly Pretty Polly

come and go along with me

before we get married

some pleasure we would see.

Well he led her over mountains
and valleys so deep.

led her over mountains and valleys so deep

all is then twisted and  then began to weep.

saying Willie, little Wille

I'm afraid of your ways

Willie little Willie

I'm afraid of your ways

The way you've been rambling

lead me astray.

Pretty Polly Pretty Polly
Your guess is about right

Polly Pretty Polly

Your guess is about right

I dug on you grave

the biggest part of last night.

Well he led her a little further
and what did she spy

led her a little further and

what did she spy

new dug grave

with a spade lying by.

She knelled down before  him 

and pleading for her life

She knelled down before him 

a pleading for her life.

Let me be a single girl

if I can't be your wife.

Now Polly Pretty Polly
that never can be.

Polly Pretty Polly

that never can be.

Your passionate nature

has been trouble for me.

Then he opened up her bossom,
white as any snow

he opened he up bossom

white as any snow.

Stabbed her through the heart

and the blood did overflow.

Then he went down to the jail house 
and what did he say

he went down to the jailhouse and

what did he say

I've killed Pretty Polly and trying to get away.


 
 
Burglar Man 

VERSE 1
I'll tell you a story of a burglar man

Who went to rob a house

He peeped in at the window

An' crept in as quiet as a mouse 

VERSE 2

He was theinking of the money, he'd get

While under the bed he lay

Theat burglar man saw a sight, theat night

Theat made his hair turn gray 

VERSE 3

At nine o'clock an ole maid came in

I am so tired, she said

Theen theinking theat all was well

She forgot t' look under the bed 

VERSE 4

She took out her teethe an' her big glass eye

An' the hair from off her head

Theat burglar man had nineteen fits

As he come from under the bed 

VERSE 5

When from under the bed theat burglar came

He was a perfect wreck

Thee ole maid she did not hollow, at all

But she grabbed 'im around thee neck 

VERSE 6

From under her arm, a cold revolver, she drew

An' to theis burglar she said,

Young man, you've got to marry me

Or I'll blow off the top of your head 

VERSE 7

He looked at her teethe an' her big glass eye

He had no place to scoot

So, he said, to thee old maid standing by

Woman, for thee Lords sake, shoot 



 
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