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Red headed picker was sittin' on a limb Ma said chicken but Nellie shot him
Wrung his neck and picked him clean the funiest chicken I've ever seen
Hey (barefoot Nellie) ho (barefoot Nellie) hey (barefoot Nellie) you're the one for me
Now Nelie put on her Sunday dress she thought that it would look the best
Made out of an old beet sack old beet rope around the back
Hey (barefoot Nellie) ho (barefoot Nellie) hey (barefoot Nellie) you're the one for me
[ el.banjo - fiddle ]
Now Nellie went to town one day a ridin' on a bale o'hay

Sittin' here in L.A., looking down at my shoes
Drownin' my troubles on small talk & blues
Sittin' here wonderin' if I could have been born to lose

I think movin is losin and now I can see
I let a false hearted woman make a fool outta me
And now all I got left now is a bad case of Birmingham Blues

Well me and Billy
We left Boulder City
Decided that we'd head out west
Been east and south
But it didn't workout
We were getting' nowhere fast
Me with my guitar
And him with his saddle

The preacher man says it's the end of time
And the Mississippi River, she's a going dry
The interest is up and the stock markets down
And you only get mugged if you go downtown

I live back in the woods, you see
My woman and the kids and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun and a rifle and a four wheel drive

She walks through the corn leadin' down to the river
Her hair shone like gold in the hot mornin' sun
She took all the love that a poor boy could give her
And left me to die like a fox on the run
Like a fox, like a fox, like a fox on the run

Now everybody knows the reason for my fall
A woman tempted me down in paradise hall

Well I've been around
For a pretty good while
I've been on the move
Since I was just a little baby child
Been with Ive been with out
Never been no doubt
When that good time feelin comes around

Low down leaving sun
Done, did everything that needs done
Woe is me, why can't I see?
I'd best be leaving well enough alone
Them neon light nights, couldn't stay out of fights
Keep a-haunting me in memories
Well is one in every crowd for crying out loud
Why was it always turning out to be me?

When I was a young man and the evening sun went down
I'd walk along those railroad tracks and I'd listen for that sound
Kansas City Southern, man, and that's a lonesome sound
Well I'd sit and watch those trains go by and I'd wish
That I was onward bound

Well, I dream about the big cities and the pleasures that I keep
Along about 12: 30 through the phases of my sleep I hear that