You can hear this at HonkingDuck.com: WESTERN COUNTRY As recorded by Henry Whitter, 1924. I went out to the western country and the weather was so dry, Sun come out and [I] froze to death; Susanna, don't you cry. I wisht I had some purty little girl to sell my peaches to, But this old thing I got here tells ever'thing I do. I wisht I had a nickel; I wisht I had a dime. I wisht I had some purty little girl that I could call mine. Someone stole my little black dog; I wish they'd bring him back. [He'd] Run your old sow over the fence and the little pigs through the crack.
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