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CONESTOGA ON THE JORDAN ROAD The devil and Goliah were playing seven-up All on account of half a dollar; The devil pulled a Jack from the bottom of the pack And the people over Jordan heard him holler. cho: I took off my coat and roll up my sleeve Jordan am a hard road to trabbel; I took off my coat and roll up my sleeve Jordan am a hard road to trabbel I believe. Oh, I look to the North and I look to tyhe East An' I see the old Con'stoga comin'; With six gray horses a-drivin' on the lead To take us to the other side of Jordan. Teamsters do some cussin' when they sing a song That's because they got no learnin'; But they're about as honest as the day is long And they're trabbelin' to the other side of Jordan. Their wagons are rust and their bodies dust So let's forget about their sinnin'; Their sould are surely with the saints I trust For they're all on the other side of Jordan. From Pennsylvania Songs and Legends, Korson @parody @teamster @wagon @work filename[ CONESTOG TUNE FILE: RCHMNDHR CLICK TO PLAY RG apr96 ![]() 8note Sheet> |
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