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