Me and Lem Briggs and old Bill Brown took a load of "corn" to town
Old Jim dog that onery old cuss, he just naturally followed us.
As we passed by Johnsons store a passal of yaps came out the door
Jim he scooted behind a box with all of them fellas throwin' rocks.
They tied a can to old Jims tail and ran him past the county jail
That just naturally made us sore, Lem he cussed and Bill he swore

Bill seen his duty there and then, he lit into them gentlemen
He sure messed up the court house square
With rags and meat and hide and hair.
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