Sleepy-Eyed John
Well I (E) went down yonder on Caney Creek
Whittled out a fiddle from my (B) wagon seat
(E) Tuned my fiddle, rosined my bow
Played a little tune (B) where ever I (E) go
Chorus:
(E) Sleepy-Eyed John you better get your britches on
(E) Sleepy-Eyed John better (B) tie your shoe
(E) Sleepy-Eyed John you better get your britches on
Try to get to heaven before the (B) devil gets (E) you
Sleepy-Eyed John he stole a goose
The goose he flopped but he couldn't get loose
Said John to the goose, if you don't be still
We'll miss our supper down at Caney Hill
Sleepy-Eyed John he had a wooden leg
The leg wasn't nothing but a little wooden peg
One shoe off and one shoe on
He could do the double shuffle 'til the cows come home
Well I got twenty dollars for to build a fence
Took my money and I ain't worked since
Sold my donkey and I sold my plow
And I wouldn't take a dollar for my journey now
