Way Over Yonder In The Minor Key  - Woody Guthrie


    I lived in a place called Okfuskee
    and I had a little girl in a holler tree
    I said, little girl, it's plain to see,
    there ain't nobody that can sing like me

    She said it's hard for me to see
    how one little boy got so ugly
    Yes, my little girly, that might be,
    But there ain't nobody that can sing like me
    Ain't nobody that can sing like me
    way over yonder in the minor key
    Way over yonder in the minor key
    there ain't nobody that can sing like me

    We walked down by the Buckeye Creek
    to see he frog eat the goggle eye bee
    To hear that west wind whistle to the east,
    there ain't nobody that can sing like me

    Oh my little girly will you let me see,
    where over yonder where the wind blows free
    Nobody can see in our holler tree
    and there ain't nobody that can sing like me

    Her mama cut a switch from a cherry tree
    and laid it on the she and me
    It stung lots worse than a hive of bees
    but there ain't nobody that can sing like me

    Now I have walked a long long ways
    and I still look back to my tanglewood days,
    I've led lots of girlies since then to stray
    saying, ain't nobody that can sing like me

    WORDS: Woody Guthrie 1946 - MUSIC: Billy Bragg 1997
     

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