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Folk Song

X:1 T:Old Joe Clark C:Traditional Southern Fiddle Folk Song M:2/4 L:1/8

1/8=220

K:Em P:verse "D"B c3/2B/2|AG F2|AB c/2c/2B | A3 A| w:Old Joe Clark, the preach-er's son, Preached all o-ver the plain. The AB cB|AG F3/2F/2 | DF "C"E C/2C/2|"D"D4| w:on-ly text he ev-er used was, "High, low, Jack and the game." % P:chorus "D"D/2D/2 D2|AG F2 | DD/2D/2 DF|"C"E3 E| w:Round and a-round, Old Joe Clark, Round and a-round, I say. He'd "D"DD DD | AG F3/2F/2|DF "C"EC|"D"D4|| w: fol-low me ten thou-sand miles, To hear my fid-dle play. % W: W:1 W:Old Joe Clark, the preacher's son, W:Preached all over the plain W:The only text he ever used was, W:"High, low, Jack and the game." W: W:(chorus) W:Round and a-round, Old Joe Clark, W:Round and a-round, I say. W:He'd fol-low me ten thou-sand miles, W:To hear my fid-dle play. W: W:2 W:I used to live on mountain top, W:But now I live in town. W: I'm boarding at the big hotel, W:Courting Betsy Brown. W: W:3 W:.When I was a little girl, W:I used to play with toys. W:Now I am a bigger girl, W:I'd rather play with boys. W: W:4 W:When I was a lit-tle boy. W:I used to want a knife. W:Now I am a bigger boy, W:I only want a wife. W: W:5 W:Wish I was a sugar tree, W:Standin' in the middle of some town. W:Every time a pretty girl passed, W:I'd shake some su-gar down. W: W:6 W:Old Joe had a yellow cat, W:She would not sing or pray. W:She stuck her head in a butter-milk jar, W:And washed her sins away. W: W:7 W:I wish I had a sweetheart; W:I'd set her on the shelf. W:And every time she'd smile at me, W:I'd get up there myself. % % % % %

					
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