Arkansas Traveler (II), Lyric Variant 02
 


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“Arkansas Traveler (II), Lyric Variant 02,” Appalachian State University Libraries Digital Collections, accessed June 29, 2022, https://omeka.library.appstate.edu/items/show/31359.


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Title

Arkansas Traveler (II), Lyric Variant 02

Description

One leaf typewritten on the front side. The document is in good physical condition. The document was laminated. There is a vertical lamination-related crease. There is some minor acid-related staining at the lower edge.

Subject

Folk songs -- United States Arkansas -- Songs and music Poverty -- Songs and music

Publisher

W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection, Appalachian State University

Date Created

4/26/2007

Contributor

I. G. Greer

Rights

The images and audio files contained in the "So Mote It Ever Be: The Folksong Heritage of North Carolina's Northern Blue Ridge Mountains" collection are available for free personal, non-commercial, and educational use, provided that proper citation is used (e.g. I. G. Greer/W. Amos Abrams Manuscript Files Series, Folksong Files Subseries. W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection. Special Collections. Appalachian State University, Boone, NC). Any commercial use of the materials without the written permission of Appalachian State University is strictly prohibited. Please contact the Appalachian State University W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection with specific questions or with requests for further information.

Format

pdf

Language

English
English

Type

Typescript

Transcription

Arkansaw Traveler.
My name is Sanford Barney
I came from Little Rock town.
I've traveled this wide world over
I've traveled this wide world around,
I've had many ups and downs,
Through life better days I've saw,
But I never knew what misery was
Till I came to Arkansaw.

'Twas in the year of eighty two,
In the merry month of June
I landed at hot springs
One sultry afternoon,
there came a walking skeleton
And gave to me his paw,
Invited me to his home one day,-
'Twas the best in Arkansaw.

I followed my conductor
Into his dwelling place.
It was starvation and poverty
Pictured on his face.
His bread it was corn dodgers,
His beef I could not chaw,
He charged me fifty cents a meal
In the State of Arkansaw.

I started back next morning
To catch the early train,
He said: Young man, you'd better work for me
I have some land to drain,
I'll give you fifty cents a day
Your washing and old chaw,
You'll feel like quite a different man
When you leave old Arkansaw.

I worked for the gentlemen three weeks
Jess Hatter was his name
Six feet seven inches in his stocking feet
And slim as any crane,
His hair hung down like ringlets
Beside his slackened jaw,
He was the photograph of all the gents
That was raised in Arkansaw.

His bread it was corn dodgers
As hard as any rock,
It made my teeth begin to loosen
My knees begin to knock,
Got so thin in sage and sassafras tea
I could hide behind a straw---
I am sure I was quite like a different man
When I left old Arkansaw.

I started back to Texas
A quarter after five,
Nothing was left but skin and bone,
Half dead and half alive,
I got me a bottle of whiskey
My misery for to thaw,
Got drunk as old Abraham Lincoln,
When I left old Arkansaw.

Farewell, farewell Jess Harrel,
And likewise darling wife.
I know she never will forget me
In the last days of her life,
She put her little hand in mine
And tried to bite my jaw,
She said Mr. Barnes remember me
When you leave old Arkansaw.

Farewell, farewell, swamp angels,
And the canebreak and the chills,
Farewell to sage and sassafras tea
And corn dodger pills,
If ever I see that land again,
I'll give to you my paw
It will be through a telescope
From here to Arkansaw.

Classification Title

Arkansas Traveler (II), Lyric Variant 02

Document Title

Arkansaw Traveler

Scholarly Classification

Brown, Satirical Songs - 331

Dimensions - Original

215 mm x 355 mm

Upload Date

2013-10-22

File name

113_ArkansasTraveler_II_Lyric_02

Transcription Date

2006-04-12

Transcribed By

Alexandra S. Toomey

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