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American FiddleTunes

Top TenVolume One

withFiddle, Guitar, Mandolin Tablature

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1. Three little children lyin’ in a bedTwo was sick and one nearly deadSent for the doctor, the doctor said“Feed those childern on shortnin’ bread”

Chorus:Momma’s little baby loves shortnin’,shortnin’Momma’s little baby loves shortnin’, breadMomma’s little baby loves shortnin’,shortnin’Momma’s little baby loves shortnin’ , bread

2. Put on the skillet, put on the lidMomma gonna bake a little shortnin’ breadThat ain’t all she’s gonna do Momma gonna make a little coffee, too

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3. I slip to the kitchen , lift up the lidFilled my pocket full of shortnin’ breadStole the skillet, stole the lidStole the gal makin’ shortnin’ bread

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4. Caught me with the skillet, they caughtme with the lidThey caught me with the gal makin’shortnin’ breadSix dollars for the skillet, six dollars forthe lid And six months in jail eatin’shortnin’ bread.

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1. Goin’ up Cripple Creek, goin’ on the runGoin’ up Cripple Crek to have some funPull my britches to my kneesWade old Cripple Creek as I please

Chorus:Goin’ up Cripple Creek, goin’ on the runGoin’ up Cripple Creek to have some funGoin’ up Cripple Creek in a whirlGoin’ up Cripple Creek to see my girl

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1. Camptown ladies sing this songDooda, doodaCamptown racetrack’s five miles longOh, dooda day

Chorus:Goin’ to run all nightGoin’ to run all dayI bet my money on a bob-tailed nagSome body bet on the bay

2. I went down South with my hat caved inDooda, doodaCame back North with a packet full of tinOh, dooda day.

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1. As I was walking down the streetDown the street, down the streetA pretty girl I chanced to meetAnd we danced by the light of the moon

Chorus:Buffalo gals won’t you come out tonightCome out tonight, come out tonightBuffalo girls won’t you come out tonightAnd dance by the light of the moon

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2. I asked if she’d stop and talkStop and talk, stop and talkHer feet covered up the whole sidwalkShe was fair to view

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3. I ask her if she’d be my wifeBe my wife, be my wifeThen I’d be happy all my lifeIf she’d marry me

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4. I danced with a gal with a hole in her stockingAnd her heel kept a-rocking’ and her knees kept a-knockingI danced with a gal with a hole in her stockingAnd we danced by the light of the moon

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1. You ought to see my CindyShe lives way down SouthShe’s so sweet the honey beesSwarm around her mouth

Chorus:Get along home, Cindy, CindyGet along homeGet along home, Cindy, CindyI’ll marry you someday

2.When first I seen my CindyShe was standing by the doorShoes and stockings in her handAnd her little bare feet on the floor

3. Wish I was an appleHangin’ on a treeEvery time my Cindy’d passShe’d take a bit of me

4. Cindy in the springtimeCindy in the fallIf I can’t have my Cindy, galI’ll have no gal at all

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1. You get a line and I’ll get a pole, honeyYou get a line and I’ll get a pole, babeYou get a line and I’ll get a poleWe’ll go fishin’ in that crawdad holeHoney, baby, mine

2.Yonder come a man with a sack on hisback, honeyYonder come a man with a sack on his back,babeYonder come a man with a sack on his back,Packing all the crawdads he can packHoney , baby, mine

3. The man fell down and he bust his sack,honey The man fell down and he bust his sackbabe The man fell down and he bust his sackLook at them crawdads crawling backHoney, baby, mine

4. What you gonna do when that lake runs dry honey X3Sit on the bank and watch the crawdad dieHoney, baby, mine

5. What you gonna do when the crawdad die honey X3Sit on the bank and cryHoney, baby, mine

6. Look at the crawdad crawlin’ round, honey X3He’s the mayor of that crawdad town...Honey, baby, mine

7. I heard the duck say to the drake , honey X3There ain’t no crawdad in this lakeHoney, baby, mine

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1. I used to live on the mountain topNow I live in townI’m staying at the big hotelA-courting Besty Brown

Chorus:Fare thee well, Old Joe ClarkFare thee well, I sayFare thee well, Old Joe ClarkI’m a-going awayFare thee well, Old Joe ClarkFare thee well, I sayFare thee well, Old Joe ClarkIm a-going away

2. Old Joe Clark, he had a houseSixteen stories highAnd every story in that houseWas filled with chicken pie

3. Old Joe had a chicken coopsixteen stories highAnd every chicken in that coopTurned into chicken pie

4. Old Joe Clark, he had a muleHis name was Morgan BrownAnd every tooth in that mule’s headWas sixteen inches ‘round

5. I went down to Old Joe’s houseHe invited me to supperI stubbed my toe on the table legAnd stuck my nose in the butter

6. Old Joe Clark’s a mean old manI’ll tell you the reason whyHe blew his nose in my corn breadAnd calleed it pump-kin pie.

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My Gandfather’s clock wastoo large for the shelfSo it stood ninety yearson the floorIt was taller by half than theold man himself‘Though it weighed not apenny weight more

It was bought on the morn ofthe day that he was bornAnd was always his treasureand prideBut it stopped short, never togo again

Ninty years witout slumbering(tic, toc, tic, toc)His life seconds numbering(tic, toc, tic, toc)But it stopped short, never to goagainWhen the old man diedWhen the old man died

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Contents

Tune Page

1. Shortnin’ Bread 22. Cripple Creek 33. Camptown Races 4 - 54. Buffalo Gals 6 - 75. Cindy 8 - 96. Crawdad Song 107. Old Joe Clark 12 - 138. Soldiers Joy 14 - 159. Red Wing 16 - 1710. Grandfather’ Clock 18 - 19

Revised 081112