Carsmile Smith he's the Old One

Dontcha you know that he's the Good One

Dontcha, dontcha

Bessy stood by the side of the grave

Like a woman of love would do

She hung her hands into a knot of grief

For a man she never knew



[Repeat 1st verse twice]



Repeat 2nd verse]



Dontcha, dontcha

Dontcha, dontcha