Got your lyrics, hope it helps. We usually do it as spoken word, with Arkansas Traveler in the breaks between verses. Elle

Kick your shoes off in the corner mama
Tuck them babies all up snug
Sis Draper's coming over
We're all gonna cut a rug

When you see that lantern swingin' yonder
Comin' up the holler road
Dogs'll get to barkin
Tie 'em all up with a rope

Now you boys better get in tune
Sis Draper's gonna be here soon
Don't shoot no dice or get to tight
Your gonna pick with Sis tonight

She came down from the Boston mountain
There was lightnin in the air
Honey on them fiddle strings
Magnolia in her hair

Now she's a diamond in the rough
You can't see the shine that's tough
Play all night for the likes of us
Sis Draper's got the touch

She'll play all night if she feels like it
Have some fruit punch if you spike it
Sis don't care who don't like it
Ol' Sis has got a hell of a bow arm

Well she stepped up and sawed one off
Uncle Clete dropped his jaw
Said 'She's the best I ever saw'
She must be from Arkansas

Now I think Grampa used to date her
Grandma says she still hates her
All the fellers stand up straight
In the presence of Sis Draper

Sis Draper is the Devil's daughter
Plays a fiddle Daddy bought her
Plays it like her Mama taught her
She's a traveling Arkansas-er

Well she put her fiddle in a box
Said it's getting awful late
She's on her way to Little Rock
and Little Rock can't wait

So we all stood out in the yard
Hands all full of watermelon
Watched her leave, and watched her go
And wishing we was in that wagon

Sis Draper is the Devil's daughter
Plays a fiddle Daddy bought her
Plays just like her Mama taught her
She's a traveling Arkansas-er