(Tex Atchinson)

Well, away down yonder on the Candy Creek
I wait a lot of fiddles on my wagon seat
I tune up the fiddle and I rosin' that bow
And I play a little tune wherever I go.

Sleepy eyed John better get your britches on
Sleepy eyed John better tie your shoe
Sleepy eyed John you better get your bitches on
Try to get to heaven fore the devil gets to you.

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Well, sleepy eyed John he stalked a goose
That goose it flapped but couldn't get loose
Said John to the goose. "Well, you better be still
I'm gonna miss my supper and tea if you will."

Sleepy eyed John better get your britches on
Sleepy eyed John better tie your shoe
Sleepy eyed John you better get your bitches on
Try to get to heaven fore the devil gets to you.

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Well, sleepy eyed John he had one wooden leg
Wasn't nothin' but a little wooden peg
With one shoe off and one shoe on
He'd do the double shuffle till the cows come home.

Sleepy eyed John better get your britches on
Sleepy eyed John better tie your shoe
Sleepy eyed John you better get your bitches on
Try to get to heaven fore the devil gets to you.

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Well, over in the hickory and down in the pine
The racoon laughs and the hound dog whines
And the hound dog whines and the racoon laughs
And they cross that river in a minute and a half.

Sleepy eyed John better get your britches on
Sleepy eyed John better tie your shoe
Sleepy eyed John you better get your bitches on
Try to get to heaven fore the devil gets to you...