| Share page | Visit Us On FB |
|
Outlaws |
||
|
4 Goin' get me a bucket, gwine to the wood; The berries give out, makes rollin' good.
5 I stuck my hook in the crawfish hole, I couldn't get it out to save my soul.
6 Wake up, old man, you slept too late, The crawfish wagon done passed your gate.
7 What did the old hen say to the rooster?
"If you gonna catch me, gotta run me down."
8 Oh, what the old hen, he say to the drake? "It ain't no fish in this old lake."
9 You get the hook and I got the pole, Let's go down to the crawfish hole.
Version 2—The Crawdad Song
i A~settin' on the ice till my feet got cold, A-watchin' that crawdad dig his hole.
2 Crawdad, crawdad, you'd better dig deep, For I'm a-goin' to ramble in my sleep.
3 A-settin' on the ice till my feet got hot, A-watchin' that crawdad rack and trot.
4 Crawdad, crawdad, you'd better go to hole, If I don't catch you, damn my soul.
5 A-settin' on the ice till my feet got numb, A-watchin' that crawdad back and come.
6 Shoot your dice and roll 'em in the sand,
I ain't a-gonna work for no damned man.
7 Apple cider and cinnamon beer, Cold hog's head and a nigger's ear.
[ 299 ] |
||