Don't You Get Weary Children/Jim Short's Reel

Don’t get weary, don’t get weary children
Don’t get weary, I’m coming from the ball

Nashville's full of big hotels,
Chattanooga's got saloons
Knoxville's got 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 boy 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,
And the rich man gets the money

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,
Cos Bobtail, he could fly

Don’t get weary, don’t get weary children
Don’t get weary, I’m coming from the ball