THE COW CREEK BLUES

THE COW CREEK BLUES

Robert Baker

Ol' brother Yeary came trottin' down the lane,

And he warped John Moore with his walkin' cane,

Said Ol' brother Morgan, I'll take your life,

If I catch you talkin' to Toad, my wife.

I'm going to run a Christian race,

I'm going to run a Christian race

The Lord he will Provide.

He killed brother Moore and buried him deep,

And put a can of molasses at his head and feet,

Two big biscuits in each hand,

And sopped his way to the promised land.

I'm going to run a Christian race,

I'm going to run a Christian race

The Lord he will Provide.

Up stepped Rhoads, Up stepped Joe,

Up stepped Lindy in the road,

Every time that Toad would sing,

Ambrose crapped on Sarah's wing.

I'm going to run a Christian race,

I'm going to run a Christian race

The Lord he will Provide.