Well, a way down yonder on the Candy Creek I whittled out a fiddle from a wagon seat I tuned my fiddle and I rubbed my bow Play a little tune wherever I go Sleepy-eyed John, you better your britches on Sleepy-eyed John, you better tie your shoe Sleepy-eyed John, you better get your britches on Try to get to heaven 'fore the devil gets to you Well, sleepy-eyed John he stole a goose The goose she clucked but she couldn't get loose Said John to the goose, "If you don't be still Well miss our supper down in Candy ville" Sleepy-eyed John, you better your britches on Sleepy-eyed John, you better tie your shoe Sleepy-eyed John, you better get your britches on Try to get to heaven 'fore the devil gets to you Well sleepy-eyed John he had a wooden leg The wooden leg was nothing but a little wooden peg With one shoe off and one shoe on He'll do the double shuffle 'till the cows come home Sleepy-eyed John, you better your britches on Sleepy-eyed John, you better tie your shoe Sleepy-eyed John, you better get your britches on Try to get to heaven 'fore the devil gets to you Now I got twenty dollars for to build a fence I took my money and I ain't worked since Sold my buggy and I sold my plow I wouldn't take a dollar for my journey now Sleepy-eyed John, you better your britches on Sleepy-eyed John, you better tie your shoe Sleepy-eyed John, you better get your britches on Try to get to heaven 'fore the devil gets to you Well over the hickory and down the pine The raccoon left and the old hound whined John said, "Sic 'em" and the raccoon left They crossed Green River in a minute and a half Sleepy-eyed John, you better your britches on Sleepy-eyed John, you better tie your shoe Sleepy-eyed John, you better get your britches on Try to get to heaven 'fore the devil gets to you © CEDARWOOD PUBLISHING; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com