Darwettia's Mandolin

Now down in Greasy Bend
 They're picking up a storm again
 The bridge across the Washy Talls swayin'
 You can hear it on the wind
 Hear the music never ends
 Darwettia's mandolin keeps playing
 Now ever hope all comin' out that holler
 Used to leave a secret mark upon her days
 It was a sign to all the others who might find her
 Sayin' stop awhile and visit, man
 She will feed you beans and biscuits, man
 And fixin' boiling cabbage
 Down yonder while you wait
 Slow down in Greasy Bend
 They're pickin' up a storm again
 The bridge across the Washy Talls swayin'
 You can hear it on the wind
 Hear the music never ends
 Darwettia's mandolin keeps playing
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 Now yonder comes a peddler in his wagon
 He's got pots and pans and lots of shiny things
 And he promised young Darwettia
 He would have him
 Not no box of candy-kisses
 No not, no dolly-dishes
 Her one and only wish is purse
 Is for some brand new mando strings
 So down in Greasy Bend
 They're pickin' up a storm again
 The bridge across the Washy Talls swayin'
 You can hear it on the wind
 Hear the music never ends
 Darwettia's mandolin keeps playing
 Yes my momma's mandolin keeps playing
 Two, three, four
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