Sandy River
Shove that Pig's Foot
Sourwood Mountain
Chickens a'crowin' on Sourwood Mountain
Hey Ho Diddle-aye-day
So many pretty girls I can't count 'em
Hey Ho Diddle-aye-day
My true love's a sun-burnt daisy
Hey Ho Diddle-aye-day
If I don't get her I'll go crazy
Hey Ho Diddle-aye-day
My true love's at the head of the holler
Hey Ho Diddle-aye-day
She won't come and I won't foller
Hey Ho Diddle-aye-day
Big dog'll bark and little one'll bite you
Hey Ho Diddle-aye-day
Big girl will court and the little one spite you
Hey Ho Diddle-aye-day
Chickens a'crowin' on Sourwood Mountain
Hey Ho Diddle-aye-day
So many pretty girls I can't count 'em
Hey Ho Diddle-aye-day
Tomahawk
Walk Along John to Kansas
Ways Of The World
Wild Bill Jones
I was out a-walking around one night
And I met with old Wild Bill Jone
He was walking, he was talking with the girl I love
And I bid him for to leave her alone
He said, "Young man, I'm 22
Too old for to be controlled"
I drew a revolver from my side
And I destroyed one poor boy's soul
He rambled and he scrambled all on the ground
And he gave one deathly moan
He looked in the face of his darling true love
Says, "Oh darling you are left alone"
My money's in my pockets and my pistol's in my hand
Looking for the man that made old Wild Bill stand