Going Down the River from Dr. Smith's Hoss Hair Puller I had a wife and she was a Quaker She wouldn't work and the devil couldn't make her I had a wife and she was a weaver She wouldn't weave and I wouldn't either Oh my little girl if you don't do me better I'll build me a boat and I'll sail down the river The boat begin to rock and I begin to quiver Oh my little girl I'm going down the river Good by wife, good by baby Good by biscuits sopped in gravy Better get away, write a little later I'll come back when I get a little better Coon Creek's dark and Coon Creek's muddy I'm so drunk, I can't stand steady Filename[ DOWNRIVE CB
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