Here's another set of the lyrics, this from Sam & Kirk McGee.

WON'T HAPPEN AGAIN


Susie is my cousin, that's the gospel truth
Three more in the family, Rebekah, Jane and Ruth
I tell you of the trouble they had with William Ryder
They took the poor girl out and treated her and gave her sour cider
But I don't reckon it'd happen again for months and months and months
But I don't reckon it'd happen again for months and months and months

I went to bed the other night and dreamed that I was dead
I walked up to the pearly gates and to Saint Peter said
"I'm just up here from Franklin," He said "I do declare,
Come right on in you are the first that I have met from there."
But I don't reckon it'd happen again for months and months and months
I don't reckon it'd happen again for months and months and months

I had a nightmare the other night, and I looked up on the wall
The fleas and the roaches were playing a game of ball
The roaches were six to nothing; the roaches were ahead
A flea knocked a home run and I fell out of the bed
But I don't reckon it'd happen again for months and months and months
But I don't reckon it'd happen again for months and months and months

I worked all night the other night; I was all tired out and in.
I walked up to the door with a great big grin.
My wife said, "Sam, you'll have to go and get some safety pin."
And when I turned to the cover back, there lay to eight pound twin.
But I don't reckon it'd happen again for months and months and months
But I don't reckon it'd happen again for months and months and months

[Spoken] I know that ain't gonna happen again for months and months and months, cause I'm seventy-six years old, boys.

Source: Transcribed 2003 from Grand Avenue Records, Issued 1999. The Essential Sam & Kirk McGee Collection "The Great Hits of Classic Country" Vol. 1