Oldtime Stringband

Good luck to the man who can if he will
Prosper in the valley of the Tennessee hills.

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And the big cat spit in the little cat's eye,
Little cat, little cat, don't you cry.
I do love liquor and I will take a dram.
I'm gonna tell you, pretty Polly Ann.

Cattle on the ranch, pig in the pen
Sheep's in the pasture and wheat in the bin.

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Corn in the crib, poultry's in the yard,
Meat's in the smokehouse and a big can of lard.

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Fruit's in the celler, cheese on the board,
A big sack of coffee and sugar in the gourd.

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Horses in the stable, money's in his pocket,
Baby in the cradle and a pretty girl to rock it.

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