Adam Ham Town as sung by Ollie Gilbert, Mountain View, Arkansas on August 8, 1969.

I'm on my way for Adam Ham town
Foot or horse back or on a gray mare
With a blaze down 'er face an' streak down 'er back
Wasn't a hair on 'er but what was cold black

She bucked an' she pitched an' she throwed me in th ditch
Dirtyed my clothes an' tore up my skin
From th stirrups to th saddle I mounted her again
With my ten toes I rode 'er on th plain

Met th thief an' th company to
Ridin before an' leadin behind
Stark naked drummer, beatin his drum
With his heels in his pockets, before he run

I asked 'im th place that I didn't know where
Made 'im so mad he scarcely looked down
It made 'im so mad he scarcely looked down
But he told me th way for Adam Ham town

When I got there not a soul could I see
Streets were as crowed, laughin at me
Laughin and funin an' make'n their games
My shoes were wore out an' my feet was lame

Set myself down on a hot brimstone
Ten thousand gathered 'round me, I found myself alone
It rained and it hailed an' it came a great storm
Killed ten thousand that never was born

So loaded up my wagon, fish'n I'll go
Yes, I will, yes I will, ruther or no
My wagon turned over my fish got spilled
Kill th ole gray mare, yes I will

From the Max Hunter collection.