Doubt it's my turn, but I've got a minute, so... This is a Michelle Shocked tune. I call her style "washboard music, tho' others might fancy a different description. My tummy's too full for eats right now...

THE PRODIGAL SON

What's to be done with a prodigal son?
Welcome him home with open arms.
Throw a big party, invite your friends,
Our boy's come back home.

When a girl goes home with the oats she's sown,
It's draw your shades and your shutters.
She's bringing such shame to the family name,
The return of the prodigal daughter.

Oh, cotton-eyed Joe.

I went to see a doctor and I almost died.
When I told my mamma, Lordy how she cried.
Me and my daddy were never too close,
But he was there when I needed him most.

Look, here comes a prodigal son!
Fetch him a tall drink of water,
But there's none in the cup 'cause he drank it all up,
Left for the prodigal daughter.

Singin' oh, cotton-eyed Joe.
Oh, cotton-eyed Joe...

Out in the cornfield I stubbed my toe.
Called for the doctor, cotton-eyed Joe,
I called for the doctor, cotton-eyed Joe.

Had it not 'ave been for the cotton-eyed Joe,
I'd 'a' been married a long time ago,
Oh I'd 'a' been married a long time ago.

Look, here comes a prodigal son!
Fetch him a tall drink of water,
But there's none in the cup 'cause he drank it all up,
Left for the prodigal daughter.

Singin' oh, cotton-eyed Joe...

HTML line breaks added. --JoeClone, 22-Jan-02.