Hey, Nancy! Wish we'd been there to hear you sing it!

Amos has given the text that I sing, but I have two additional verses. I may have pinched them from Greenway; I can't remember. Anyway:

Old George Penny with his flatterin' mouth,
He moves you to the country in a little log house.
You got no windows but the cracks in the wall.

He works you all the summer, then robs you in the fall.

Yonder comes George Penny in a big Overland.
You've a little tough luck, but he don't give a damn.
He'll run you in the mud like a train on a track.
He'll haul you to the mountains, but he don't bring you back.

Put 'em in wherever they make sense to you. At least that's what I do.

Sandy