Don't Get Weary Lyrics

Don�t Get Weary
Uncle Dave Macon


Don�t get weary, don�t get weary children
Don�t get weary, I�m coming from the ball

Nashville full of big hotels,
Chattanooga full of saloons
Knoxville full of republicans
And Memphis loves the Blues

Don�t get weary, don�t get weary children
Don�t get weary, I�m coming from the ball

Wish I had a sugar rump,
Sugar by the pound
Great big bowl to stir it in
Pretty gal to hand it around

Don�t get weary, don�t get weary children
Don�t get weary, I�m coming from the ball

Big bee sucks the blossom,
Little bee makes the honey
Poor man picks cotton and corn,
Rich man see the money

Don�t get weary, don�t get weary children
Don�t get weary, I�m coming from the ball

Daddy had a big ole gal;
He brought her from the South
Hair so curly on her head,
She could not shut her mouth

Don�t get weary, don�t get weary children
Don�t get weary, I�m coming from the ball

People on the corner
Watching us go by
Could not see us very long,
Cos Bobtail, he could fly

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