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RIG JAG Sung by: John Harrell Recorded in Marshall, AR 6/14/63 Click here to listen to the original recording Her cheeks were red as roses, And her shoes stuck out the toeses, Way down on a peaceful old farm. Well, I won't go there any more, I won't, Won't go there any more, I won't. I won't go there any more, Way down on a peaceful old farm. And a rig jag jigga jag a jig jag, And a rig jag jigga jag a jig jag, And a rig jag jiggy jag jig jag, And rig jag jig. There's a balm in a Gilead, a Gilead, A balm in a Gilead, a Gilead, A balm in a Gilead, Way down on a peaceful old farm. Her steps were light and airy, Her feet were like a fairy, I asked her if she'd marry, Way down on a peaceful old farm, And I won't go there any more, I won't Go there any more, I won't. Well, I won't go there any more, Way down on a peaceful old farm. (Mr. Harrell: "That's about all I know of that.") |
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