Walk Jawbone (1)
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I started off from Tennessee
My old horse wouldn't pull for me.
He began to fret and slip,
And I began to cuss and whip;
Walk Jawbone from Tennessee (x2).
I fed my horse in de poplar trof,
It made him catch the whooping cough.
My old horse died in Tennessee,
And hill'd his jawbone here to me.
Walk Jawbone etc.
Lyrics from: Sketches and Eccentricities of Colonel David Crockett of West Tennessee, by J.S. French, 1833 (Charles Wolfe, The Devil's Box, Sept. 1982, p. 37).
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