English Folk Songs from the Southern Appalachians

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	No. 75 If You Want to Go A-courting

	2 They hain't got sense to bake a pound of bread, They'll throw on a log heap as high as my head, They'll rake out the ashes and then they'll throw A little some of what's called dough, boys, dough. 3 They'll milk the old cow and they'll milk her in a gourd And set it in a corner and covered with a board. And that's the best that I got there, All along on a missionary fair. 4 Hey, old lady, you'd better run, Yonder comes your daddy with the doubled barreled gun. I'll stand my ground as brave as a bear, I'll tangle my fingers with the old man's hair.
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