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Bama Stuart and his song "I'm going home".
Bama Stuart and his song "I'm going home".
Last year wasn't no good crop year
And everybody knowed it
Grandpa raised a bushel of corn
Some black rascal stole it
And everybody knowed it
Grandpa raised a bushel of corn
Some black rascal stole it
I'm goin' home, son, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, son, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, son, I'm goin' home
Jaybird pullin' the turnin' plow
Sparrow pullin' the harrow
You gonna pull it today, big boy,
And I'm gonna pull it tomorrow
Sparrow pullin' the harrow
You gonna pull it today, big boy,
And I'm gonna pull it tomorrow
I'm goin' home, son, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, son, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, son, I'm goin' home
Lost my gal the other day
Where you reckon I found her?
Way down there in the old corn field
Fifteen boys around her
Where you reckon I found her?
Way down there in the old corn field
Fifteen boys around her
I'm goin' home, big boy, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, son, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, son, I'm goin' home
Go on, old n with the black boots on
I sure do wish it was slavery
I'd take this trace chain here
And run you stone crazy
I sure do wish it was slavery
I'd take this trace chain here
And run you stone crazy
I'm goin' home, big boy, I'm goin' home
Talking: Yeah, you like that all right, boss?
I'm goin' home, son, I'm goin' home
Talking: Yeah, you like that all right, boss?
I'm goin' home, son, I'm goin' home
Grandma had a old bulldog
She swore he's double-jointed
She sent that dog to the blacksmith shop
And had his nose pointed
She swore he's double-jointed
She sent that dog to the blacksmith shop
And had his nose pointed
I'm goin' home, big boy, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, boy, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, boy, I'm goin' home
Girl, bring me my shotgun
Rifle ain't got no trigger
We goin' down to party tonight
Might meet another n
Rifle ain't got no trigger
We goin' down to party tonight
Might meet another n
I'm goin' home, big boy, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, son, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, big boy, I'm goin' home
Talking: Boss, you like that one all right?
I'm goin' home, gal, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, big boy, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, son, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, big boy, I'm goin' home
Talking: Boss, you like that one all right?
I'm goin' home, gal, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, big boy, I'm goin' home
Talking: What else go with that song, boy?
Last year I plowed a horny ox
This year I plowed a mule
I didn't make no cotton and corn
I'm goin' home to Julie
This year I plowed a mule
I didn't make no cotton and corn
I'm goin' home to Julie
I'm goin' home, Lord, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, big boy, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, big boy, I'm goin' home
Talking: That's enough of that, eh, boss?
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