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MY OLD BEAVER CAP (THE BEAVER CAP) Sung by: Loy E. Foust Recorded in Drasco, AR 8/2/62 Click here to listen to the original recording It won't take me very long-- About my life concerning, About the beaver cap I wore Before my locks were turning. Chorus: Oh, sing true, fa la, sing wax, Fa la, sing true a la la lay. I went to town that very day To buy me a hat, sir. The very first thing they showed to me Was a broad-brimmed beaver cap, sir. (Chorus) I bought that hat; I took it home, And placed it on my bed, sir, And every time that I woke up, I set it on my head, sir. (Chorus) I went to work the very next day, A-feeling very sad, sir. When I got home, my mother had a hen Set in my beaver cap, sir. (Chorus) I picked them eggs up one by one; I guess I had some fun, sir. I tossed them at my mother's back; I hit her as she run, sir. (Chorus) My daddy come home that very night; You bet he made me hop, sir. He raised big blisters on my back With my old beaver cap, sir. (Chorus) He beat me and banged me; he swore he would hang me. He troubled me out of my life, sir, And all the remedy I could find Was to marry me a wife, sir. (Chorus) I . . . them gals; I hugged them gals, And . . . them on my lap, sir. They's all the time a-picking the fur Of my old beaver cap, sir. (Chorus) I married me a wife; she was a dove, The jolly of my life, sir, Until one day, she abused My old beaver cap, sir. (Chorus) She raised a row that very day, And took me by the nap, sir. Tossed me out into the yard, And stomped my beaver cap, sir. (Chorus) Also found in Randolph, Vol. III, #355, "The Beaver Cap." |
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