Adrienne Young - Don't Get WearyLyrics

Don't get weary, don't get weary children Don't get weary, I'm coming from the ball Nashville full of big hotels, Chattanooga full of saloons Knoxville full of republicans And Memphis loves the Blues Don't get weary, don't get weary children Don't get weary, I'm coming from the ball Wish I had a sugar rump, Sugar by the pound Great big bowl to stir it in Pretty gal to hand it around Don't get weary, don't get weary children Don't get weary, I'm coming from the ball Big bee sucks the blossom, Little bee makes the honey Poor man picks cotton and corn, Rich man see the money Don't get weary, don't get weary children Don't get weary, I'm coming from the ball Daddy had a big ole gal; He brought her from the South Hair so curly on her head, She could not shut her mouth Don't get weary, don't get weary children Don't get weary, I'm coming from the ball People on the corner Watching us go by Could not see us very long, 'Cause Bobtail, he could fly