Arkansas Sheik (short version)

[chelidon]

...after some trimming for running length, and without the benefit of the infectious tune or the stage picture (and I do believe this is the first time I have ever had the opportunity to whoop on stage ;>)

Come all you North Carolina girls, come listen to my noise
Never you marry those Arkansas boys
For if you do, your portion it will be
Cold cornbread, molasses, and sassafras tea
Cold cornbread, molasses, and sassafras tea

When they come a-courtin, I'll tell you how they dress
A buckskin hunting shirt, and this is the best
An old flop hat, more brim than crown
An old pair of shoes with the heels worn down,
An old pair of shoes with the heels worn down

First thing he does, whenever he comes in
Is take a chew of tobacco and slobber on his chin
Sleeping on slats with a handful of straw
Trying to get along with your mother-in-law
Trying to get along with your mother-in-law

Now I've sung you all my song, and I bet you're glad it's through
The Arkansas Sheik, he was feeling kinda blue
He got drunk and took in the town
But those Arkansas girls tried to stomp him down
Those Arkansas girls tried to stomp him down