CarlZen,

The New Lost City Ramblers collected and published a version of "There Ain't No Bugs On Me" that included the following verses. They might have been from Charlie Poole but I can't verify that from here.

The night was dark and stormy,
The air was filled with sleet,
The old man joined the Ku Klux,
And Ma she lost her sheet. br>
Billy Sunday was a preacher,
His church was always full,
People came from miles around,
To hear him shoot the bull.

Now a monkey swings by the end of his tail,
And he swings from tree to tree,
There may be monkey in some of you mugs,
But there ain't no monkey in me.


Those are offered in the interest of scholarship, I hope no one is offended.

- Mark