Aunt Peg's New Old Man

We came up the hill to meet him In the dirt patch he was waiting That was our first look at Dan Peg's new old man Uncle Hank was seventy five He lived well and then he died And none of us had nothing against her New old man She liked just fiddeling No doubt Liked his help on the railroad route And the rest didn't bare thinking about Aunt Peg's new old man We sat down and we got fed A long brace but what a spread The chicken was just an hour dead And the stew was made of barley I pulled out my banjo after a while But he didn't like the scrouch style Listen up boy this here is call Going down to Raleigh Old aunt Peg begun to frail They got going on a Texas gail Skipped my ears like an awful wale I wish I could hear again No we had no use for the modern stuff His back was strong his hands were rough But he rocked her old eggs sure enough Aunt Peg's new old man Now they played the dances and made the rounds Gave (?) The toons ain't knew no what to count It was all our heads in the ham And you can do worse as a widow And then to find a man the spade and hoe And raise a little hell with the lawnmoe Aunt Peg's new old man She liked just fiddeling No doubt Liked his help on the railroad route And the rest didn't bare thinking about Aunt Peg's new old man She liked just fiddeling No doubt Liked his help on the railroad route And the rest I don't want to think about Aunt Peg's new old man