Had a piece of pie and I had a piece of puddin',
And I gave it all away just to see my Sally Goodin.
Well, I looked down the road and I see my Sally comin',
And I thought to my soul that I' d kill myself a-runnin'.
Love a 'tater pie and I love an apple puddin',
And I love a little gal that they call Sally Goodin.
And I dropped the 'tater pie and I left the apple puddin',
But I went across the mountain to see my Sally Goodin.
Sally is my doozy and Sally is my daisy,
When Sally says she hates me I think I'm goin' crazy.
Little dog'll bark and the big dog'll bite you,
Little gal'll court you and big gal'll fight you.
Rainin' and a-pourin' and the creek's runnin' muddy,
And I'm so drunk, Lord, I can't stand studdy,
I'm goin' up the mountain and marry little Sally,
Raise corn on the hillside and the devil in the valley.
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More verses from Woody Guthrie:
Looked down the road, seen my Sally comin'
Thought to my soul I'd kill myself a runnin'.
Watermelon, cantaloupe, peach tree puddin'
Ain't half as sweet as my little Sally Goodin.
Stove lid's on, flap jacks a cookin'
Stack 'em up high for my pretty Sally Goodin'.
Kiss you all day and hug you all night
Me and my Sally gonna make it all right.
Tell you stories and sing you songs
Marry me Sally and you can't go wrong.
Sally come a kissin' me on my cheek
I jumped over the Buckeye Creek.
I'm not a lyin' and I'm not a kiddin'
Crazy 'bout th' gal what you call Sally Goodin.
It's the truth, I'll tell you well,
If I can't have Sally, I'm bound for hell.