This has a jug-band sound.


MOVE THAT THING
As recorded by The Carolina Peanut Boys, 1930.

Last night my gal went to bed.
She put a pistol under my head.
I said: "Move that thing.
You got to move that thing.
If you want me to sleep here tonight you got to move that thing."

I got a job as a teamster and was out o' my place.
The mule backed up into my face.
I said: "Move that thing.
You got to move that thing.
If you want me to stay here, you got to move that thing."

A horse and a flea and two little mice
Went down in the cellar shootin' dice.
They moved that thing.
You got to move that thing.
If you want [mumbles] you got to move that thing.

Then the horse he slipped, fell on the flea.
The flea said ? the horse on me.
You got to move that thing.
You got to move that thing.
If you want me to stay here, you got to move that thing.

Said the little red rooster to the little red hen:
"You haven't laid an egg since I don't know when.
You got to move that thing.
You got to move that thing.
? you got to move that, move, move that thing."