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Hand Me Down My Walking Cane
Hand me down my walkin' cane
Hand me down my walkin' cane
Hand me down my walkin' cane
I'm gonna catch the midnight train,
Cause all my sins are taken away.
Oh, hand me down my bottle of corn
('ll get drunk as sure's you're born
Oh, I got drunk and I landed in jail
And there wasn't no one to go my bail
Come on, Mom, won't you go my bail
And get me out of this Goddamn jail?
The meat is tough, and the beans are bad
Oh, my God, I can't eat that
If I had listened to what )ou said
I'd be at home in my feather bed
If I should die in Tennessee
Just send my bones home C.O. D
But if I die in New York State
Just ship my body back by freight
The devil chased me 'round a stump
I thought he'd catch me at e\ery jump
Oh, hell is deep, and hell is wide
Ain't got no bottom, ain't got no side
Now some folks say, it ain't no fun
When a song like this goes on and on
Yes, on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on.