WISH TO THE LORD I'D NEVER BEEN BORN

Wish to the Lord I'd never been born
Or died when I was a baby.
Wouldn't been left to share this care
Or to eat somebody's old gravy.

Wisht I'd never been a co-op
Or listened to T. H. Wilson.
I'd a-been riding in a four-horse dray
And a-paying my bills and a-whistling.

Never sow on an open floor
You just wait till fall,
I'm a-gonna ride in Delaware
I can hear Sam Robinson call.

I want to hear Sam Robinson say
I'm gonna drive in the White Oak Mountain.
You been a durn fool all of your days
You can drink right at this fountain.

Henry Payne carries the mail,
Sometimes drives a mule.
Ain't got time to cuss no more
I'm busy in this pool.

Wish to the Lord I'd never been born
Or died when I was a baby.
Wouldn't been left to share this care
Or to eat somebody's old gravy.

@bitching
recorded by Bob Coltman
filename[ NEVBORN
SOF
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