| Lyrics: | Dixon and Johnson
Dixon and Johnson went riding out one day,
Dixon and Johnson went
riding out one day;
They rode up on a mountain ten thousand miles away.
Oh Lord, l've becn
all around this world.
They rode up on a woman, as cold as cold or more,
They rode
up on a woman, as cold as cold or more;
He wrapped her in his coat and set her up behind
him,
Oh Lord, l've been all around this world.
Dixon being wearied lie down to take
a rest,
Up stepped this cruel old woman and stobbed him in the breast.
She taken him
to her parlor and cooled him with her fan,
She whispered low in her mother's ear, ''I love
this gamblin'
man."
Oh woman, oh woman, now see what you have done,
You've killed
your bravest soldier, and liable to be hung.
They taken her out on the mountain and told
her not to run,
All they gave to her was a pistol and a gun.
The railroad is
finished, the cars are on the track,
Trouble will drive a boy from home, but money will bring
hin'
back.
see also BUTCHER2
see also NEWRAIL
Note: a quite degenerate
version of The Two Butchers; plus some
floaters from other songs.
From Ozark Folksongs,
Packard. Collected from Mary Drain, AK,
1941.
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