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The Hillbilly Hangout (Thursdays @ 7PM)
1062 Hickory House Rd, Sanford, North Carolina 27332
https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Hillbilly-Hangout/356122037858675
Wish I Had Stayed in the Wagon Yard Lyrics
I am a jolly farmer, last night I came to town.
To bring a bale of cotton, I'd worked the whole year round.
I put my team in the wagon yard and bought me a bottle of gin.
I went out to see the 'lectric lights and watch the cars come in.
I met a dude out on the street, that clock was strikin' nine.
He said come on old hayseed, take a drink, it's mine.
I must have bought a dozen drinks, 'cause it hit my pocketbook hard.
I wish I'd a bought me a half a pint and stayed in the wagon yard
Listen to me, farmers, I'm here to talk with sense.
If you want to see them 'lectric lights, just look right over the fence.
Don't monkey with them city ducks, you'll find them slick as lard.
Just go and get you a half a pint, and stay in the wagon yard.
As I'm a deacon in a hard shell church, down near Possum Trot,
if the sisters hear about my spree, it's bound to make them hot.
I went out on a party, I led the pace that kills.
When I woke up, that gang had gone and left me all the
I found them over on the corner, near Soul Salvation Hall.
That drunken bunch was out there singing Jesus Paid It All.
They put me out in a dry goods box, Lord, my pillow was hard..
I wish I'd bought me a half a pint and stayed in the wagon yard.
The Hillbilly Hangout (Thursdays @ 7PM)
1062 Hickory House Rd, Sanford, North Carolina 27332
https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Hillbilly-Hangout/356122037858675
Wish I Had Stayed in the Wagon Yard Lyrics
I am a jolly farmer, last night I came to town.
To bring a bale of cotton, I'd worked the whole year round.
I put my team in the wagon yard and bought me a bottle of gin.
I went out to see the 'lectric lights and watch the cars come in.
I met a dude out on the street, that clock was strikin' nine.
He said come on old hayseed, take a drink, it's mine.
I must have bought a dozen drinks, 'cause it hit my pocketbook hard.
I wish I'd a bought me a half a pint and stayed in the wagon yard
Listen to me, farmers, I'm here to talk with sense.
If you want to see them 'lectric lights, just look right over the fence.
Don't monkey with them city ducks, you'll find them slick as lard.
Just go and get you a half a pint, and stay in the wagon yard.
As I'm a deacon in a hard shell church, down near Possum Trot,
if the sisters hear about my spree, it's bound to make them hot.
I went out on a party, I led the pace that kills.
When I woke up, that gang had gone and left me all the
I found them over on the corner, near Soul Salvation Hall.
That drunken bunch was out there singing Jesus Paid It All.
They put me out in a dry goods box, Lord, my pillow was hard..
I wish I'd bought me a half a pint and stayed in the wagon yard.
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