yeah, you know it ain't but the one thing, you know this black man done was wrong yeah, you know it ain't but the one thing, you know this black man done was wrong yeah, you know it ain't but the one thing, you know on mr. tim moore's farm
yeah, you know mr. tim moore's a man he don't never stand and grin he just say, "keep out of the graveyard. i'll save you from the pen" you know, soon in morning, he'll give you scrambled eggs yes, but he's liable to call you so soon you;ll catch a mule by his hind legs
yes, you know i got a telegram this morning, boy it read, it say, "you wife is dead" i show it to mr. Moore, he said, "Ho ahead, nigger You know you got to plow old Red"
That white man says, "It's been raining, yes, and i;m way behind I may let you bury that woman, one of these old dinner times" I told him, "No, mr. Moore, somebody's got to go" He says, "If you ain't able to pow , Sam Stay up there and grab you hoe"