SUGAR IN THE GOURD (From: The Fiddler's Companion: Sugar in the Gourd)

Well I'm goin' down the road and I met her on a board,
And the wind from her shoes knocked Sugar in the Gourd;
Sugar in the Gourd and the gourd upon the ground,
Well you wanna get to sugar got to break it all around.
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Refrain
Sugar in the Gourd and you can't get it out,
When you wanna get to sugar got to break it all about.
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I had a little hen who had a wooden leg,
That's the best hen that ever laid an egg;
Laid more eggs than he had around the farm,
And another drink of liquor wouldn't do you any harm.
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I went down in the old clay field,
Blacksnake grabbed me by the heel;
I turned around to do my best,
And drove my head in a hornet's nest.
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Went to the church want to climb the steeple,
Looked right down upon them people;
Some looked black and some looked blacker,
And some looked the color of a plug of tobaccer. (Kuntz)
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I met her on the road and I laid her on a board,
Tune up the fiddle give her Sugar in the Gourd.
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Sugar in the Gourd and I can't get it out,
The way get sugar out, roll the gourd about. (Carson)

~Masato