Don't you let my good girl catch you here
Don't you let my good girl catch you here
She
    might shoot you
                                may cut you and stob you too
Ain't no telling
                        what she might do

I'm up the country where the cold sleet and snow
I'm
    up the country
                            where the cold sleet and snow
Ain't no telling
                        how much further I may go

Eat my breakfast here, my dinner in Tennessee
Eat my breakfast here, my dinner in Tennessee
Eat my break-
                        fast here,
                                    my dinner in Tennessee
I told you I was coming,
                                    baby won't you look for me

                                    (hey, hey: that's scooping the clam)
The way I'm sleeping, my back and shoulders tired
The way I'm sleeping, baby, my back and shoulders tired
The way
            I'm sleeping,
                                    my back and shoulders tired
Gonna turn over,
                                try it on the side

Don't you let my good girl catch you here

She
    might shoot you
                            may cut you and stob you too
Ain't no telling
                            what she might do