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Lynchburg Town
Who’s goin’ down to town
Who’s goin’ down to town
Who’s goin’ down to Wilmington
To carry my tobacco ‘round.
Once I had an old big dog
I wished they’d bring him back
Run them big hogs over the fence
And the little ones through the cracks.
Well, I married a little gal
And I brought her from the South
She balled her hair so doggone tight
She couldn’t shut her mouth.
Possum up a ‘simmon tree
Raccoon on the ground
Raccoon said, you son of a gun,
Throw them ‘simmons down.
Possom shake the tree ‘Simmons start to fall
Raccoon said, you doggone fool,
I didn’t want ’em all!
Johnson had an old grey horse
His name was Martin Brown
Every foot old Martin had
Would cover an acre of ground.
Instruction on how to play this song can be found in Wayne Erbsen’s book: Clawhammer Banjo for the Complete Ignoramus.
