Banjer Days: Song Lyrics
- Sunday, October 01, 2006 -
I’ll go to some hollow and set up my still,
And sell you one gallon for a two dollar bill.
I’ll go to some grocery and drink with my friends,
I have no woman to see what I spend.
God bless those pretty women, how I wish they were mine,
Their breath tastes as sweet as the good old moonshine.
(or, as sweetly as the dew on the vine.)
Come all you pretty women and stand in a row,
You look so sad and lonesome, so lonesome I know.
Oh how I love those pretty women, I love them one and all,
But women and whiskey have been my downfall.
Well it’s cornbread when I’m hungry, corn whiskey when I’m dry,
Its pretty women when I’m lonesome and a casket when I die.
The whole world’s a bottle and life’s but a dram,<
When a bottle gets empty, it ain’t worth one damn.
Track 5; PASS AROUND THE BOTTLE, g-CGCD: I learned this song from James Slone, who was seven years older than I. James did something very rare for that time and place: he played old time banjo rather than bluegrass. James learned this song from the Amburgey brothers, Mel and Shade. This song was sung by both sides during the Civil War; however, this version is obviously from the southern side.
