Our Singing Country

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	"1 used to think that it was just simply the Devil in people, and that the Devil ruled the people, and that they was corrupt-minded, and that they never did have anything in their minds that was pure and right. But now 1 have been forced, through misery and depression and through seein' so much misery among the people, that through experience Pve learnt that it's just simply that they go beyond control, that they're aggravated so much from their horrible misery and sufferin' that they have to do, they have such a hard life that the people are just simply not theirselves." —Aunt Molly Jackson.
	PASS AROUND YOUR BOTTLE efr>. No. 1601. Acc. on banjo and sung by Walter Williams, Salyersville, Ky., 1937. aThe four of us was rambling through the mountains, a-drinking, and we had a quart of whisky apiece. John would drink like pouring it down a craw­fish hole or somepen, and the rest of us would take little light drinks. Well} me an* John, we got away ahead of Earl Lee an* Peanut. So, me an* Earl Lee separated up, an* Earl Lee an* Peanut got together, an} me an* John got together. Me an* John had come to the country there together, and Earl Lee an* Peanut had come together. Well, we got away of down there, an* John he git his little pocketknife out, a Barlow, an* open it up. He*d say this an* that to me an* first one damn thing an* another, an* we*d climb over logs and through damn brushes and everything else until toreckly Earl Lee an* Peanut got up to us pretty close, you know; and Earl Lee had a damn big stick fit fer a fiddle and another big stick fer a bow and they*d plumb stopped there. Earl Lee was playin* the fiddle and Peanut had another big stick, just pickiny it, like it was a banjer or a guitar. Jest a-pickin* away an* a-singin* away. 'Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn* "Well, we started off down the hollers, and we ain*t went fer till they both had a fiddle and a guitar and a banjer again, jest plinkin* away, a-playin* a fiddle an* singin* (Little Darlin* * an* (Pal 0* Mine* an* When the Roses Bloom Agin*, and ever damn thing on earth**