Lyr. Add: MY HORSES AIN'T HUNGRY
Tune var. of Old Smoky-Waggoner's Lad

1
My horses ain't hungry,
they won't eat your hay,
So fare you well, Polly,
I'm going away.
2
Your parents don't like me,
they say I'm too poor,
They say I'm not worthy
to enter your door.
3
I know they don't like you,
but why do you care?
You know I'm your Polly,
you know I'm your dear.
4
I know you're my Polly
I have not long to stay,
So go with me, darling,
We'll feed on the way.
5
Yes, I will go with you,
You're poor, I am told,
It's your love I'm after,
not silver and gold.
6
We'load our belongings,
we'll drive till we come
To some lonely cabin,
we'll call it our own.
7
I hate to leave Mama,
she treats me so kind,
But I'll do as I promised
that Johnie of mine.
8
So good bye dear Mama,
I'm leaving today.
We'll drive on a little farther
and feed on our way.

From Miss Flonnie Hargrove, near Asheville, NC. Coll. 1930.
Version E, pp. 277-278, brief musical score p. 429.
One of eight interesting versions of Old Smoky-Waggoner's Lad.
Dorothy Scarborough, 1935, A Song Catcher in Southern Mountains, Columbia Univ. Press.