Songs & Ballads Of The Maine Lumberjacks

A Collection Of Traditional & Folk Songs of the area with Lyrics & Commentaries -online book

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174           Songs and Ballads
There is no whiskey to be had,
Spring water in a jug, But there'll be an awful racket
When them Waters are all dug.
3     When the farmers start in digging
They will stop you on your way, They will smoke and chew tobacco
While they talk about the pay; They say, "fill up your baskets,
Just as much as you can lug," For they 're always in a hurry
Till them 'taters are all dug,
4     From East to West from North to South,
The 'tater pickers came, Some had no cash for railroad fares,
But they got there just the same; And how they sweat and cuss and pull
And at the big potatoes tug, For the farmers have no use for them,
When them 'taters are all dug.
5     And sometimes, too, a country girl
Will pick up in the field, Some love-struck 'tater picker
May cause her heart to yield; And in the evenings they'll beguile the time
With a stolen kiss or hug; There is bound to be a wedding
When the 'taters are all dug.

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