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PUSH BOAT Going up the river, From Catlett'sburg to Pike, Working on a push boat, For Old Man Jeffery's Ike. Working on a push boat For fifty cents a day; Buy my girl a brand-new dress And throw the rest away. Working on a push boat, Water's mighty slack; Taking sorghum 'lasses down And bringing sugar back. Pushing mighty hard, boys, Sandbar's in the way; Working like a son-of-a-gun For mighty scanty pay. Going down Big Sandy With Pete and Lazy Sam; When I get to Catlettsburg, I'II buy myself a dram. Going down the river, I live in Buffalo; Lordy, lordy, Cynthie Jane, Don't I hate to go. I wish I had a nickel, I wish I had a dime; I'd spend it all on Cynthie Jane And dress her mighty fine. The weather's mighty hot, hoys, Blisters on my feet; Working on my push boat To buy my bread and meat. Working on a push boat, Working in the rain; When I get to Catlettsburg, Good-bye, Cynthie Jane! From Treasury of Mississippi River Folklore, Botkin note: pushboats plied the rivers, traveling downstream being steered by a long pole pushed against the bank.Labor-intensive. RG @river @sailor @work filename[ PUSHBOAT TUNE FILE: PUSHBOAT CLICK TO PLAY RG apr96 |
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