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I had an old dog and his name was Blue
I had an old dog and his name was Blue
I had an old dog and his name was Blue
Betcha five dollars he’s a good dog too.
Here Blue
You good dog you.
I shouldered my gun and tooted my horn,
Gonna find a possum in the new ground corn,
Old Blue barked and I went to see,
He corned a possum up in a tree.
When old Blue died, he died so hard,
Shook the ground in my back yard,
Lowered him down with a golden
I’m riding on the New River train
I’m riding on the New River train
It’s the same old train that brought me here
And it’s soon gonna carry me away
Darling you can’t love one (2X)
You can’t love one and have any fun
Oh Darling you can’t love one
Darling, you can’t love two (2X)
You can’t love two and still be true
Darling you can’t love two
Darling, you can’t love three (2X)
You can’t love three and still love me
Darling you can’t love three
Darling you can’t love four (2X)
You can’t love
I wish I was in London or some other seaport town,
Set my foot on a steamboat and said the ocean round.
Sailing ‘round the ocean, sailing ‘round the sea,
Think of Handsome Molly wherever she might be.
Do you remember Molly when you gave me your right hand
And said if you ever married that I would be the man?
But now you’ve broken your promise, go marry whom you please,
While my poor heart is breaking, you’re going at your ease.
I saw you in church last Sunday, you passed me on by,
I knew your
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
I got a girl and she loves me,
She’s as sweet as sweet can be.
She’s got eyes of baby blue,
Makes my gun shoot straight and true.
Goin’ up Cripple Creek, goin’ on a run,
Goin’ up Cripple Creek to have a little fun
Goin’ up Cripple Creek, goin’ in a whirl
Goin’ up Cripple Creek to see my girl.
Cripple Creek’s wide and Cripple Creek’s deep,
I’ll wade old Cripple Creek before I sleep.
Roll my britches to my knees,
I wade old Cripple Creek when I please.
Cripple Creek’s wide and Cripple Creek’s muddy
I’m
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I got drunk, I got boozy,
I went home with Black-Eyed Susie.
Black-Eyed Susie’s long and lean,
Prettiest girl I ever seen.
Chorus:
Hey! Black-Eyed Susie,
Ho! Black-Eyed Susie,
Hey! Black-Eyed Susie
Ho!
Black-Eyed Susie went to town,
All she wore was a gingham gown.
Black-Eyed Susie’s long and tall,
Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall. (Chorus)
Hey old man I want your daughter,
To chop my wood and carry my water.
Black-Eyed Susie lives in a holler,
She won’t come and I won’t call her. (Chorus)
All I want in this creation,
Pretty
By Wayne Erbsen
The Internet is abuzz with people wanting to learn to play the banjo. My guess is that you are one of them! Of course, you want to learn the easiest songs possible. Who wouldn’t?
The songs that are the easiest to play are the tunes you already know. They’re the ones you’ve had in your head for years. So instead of having me teach you a totally unfamiliar tune on the banjo, let’s get you to learn how to play the tunes you already know.
I suggest you start making lists of your favorite songs. If you
