When All Those City Folks Try To

My Life Has Run From Misery To Happiness.

Sometimes It's Like You're A Big Pie Settin' On The Table, And Everybody Runs Up And Gets Their Piece Of You. When It's Over' The Plate's Empty.

I Know There's Some Kind Of History To Mountain Music-like It Came From Ireland Or England Or Scotland And We Kept Up The Tradition.

I Never Knew Where Babies Came From Until It Happened To Me.

We Used To Go Around Tipping Outhouses Over, Or Turning Over Corn Shocks On Halloween. Anything To Be Mean.