—Anon. 1870's, Madison Co., NC
Well I married me a wife
She gave me trouble all my life
Ran me out in the cold rain and snow
Rain and snow, rain and snow
Ran me out in the cold rain and snow.
She came down the stairs
Throwing back her long yellow hair
And her cheeks were as red as a rose
As a ro-se, as a rose, oh Lord
And her cheeks were as red as a rose.
Well, I've done all I can do
Just to try to get along with you
And I ain't gonna be treated this a way
This a-way, this a way, oh Lord
And I ain't gonna be treated this a way
She came into the room
Where she met her fatal doom
'Cause I ain't gonna be treated this a way
This a-way, this a way, oh Lord
And I ain't gonna be treated this a way
(repeat verse 1)
Alternate/extra verses
Well I ain't got no use
I see you sitting in the shade
Counting every dime I've made
I'm so broke and I'm hungry too
Hungry t-o-o, hungry too
I'm so broke and I'm hungry too.
I ain't got no use
For your red berry juice
And I am not gonna be treated this way
For this w-a-y, this way
No I am not gonna be treated this way
See you coming on in the room
For to meet your final doom
And I'm going where those chilly winds don't blow
Those winds don't blo-o-ow, winds don't blo-o-ow
Well I'm going where those chilly winds don't blow
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