[ CW ] End your story with the words `` Where did you come from , where did you go ? Where did you come from , Cotton-Eye Joe ? ''

I dont know if ya ever knew cotton eyed joe. If it wasnt for him I woulda been married a long time ago. Ya see, joe was more of a free spirit than anyone Id ever met at the time when I met him. He would start fights with anybody and everybody, over things that are kinda petty. Like, once, he came on down to where me and my friends ussually go after work. Its right on the corner down there, prolly saw coming in didnt ya? Well anyway, were havin a good time and he busts in there causin a ruckus as always, I aint never payed no attention to it myself. But for some reason he was shitfaced, kept sayin somethin about his brother er somethin. Someone told him to shut up and they got into a fist. Cotton eye joe got his scrawny ass beat, but I couldnt help but feel bad. Thats just one example of him bein an ass of a person, ya know. Everyones got a cotton eyed joe story. Lem me tell you mine. So Id been goin out with judy fer lets say five er six months. I think to myself, this is the one, shes the one. Well you know me, I planned a whole big get together about it and we had a local band come and all that. What i didnt know was cotton eyed joe would be makin a little guest appearance. I had told the band before hand to stop the music and lem me do my thing for her. Joe wasnt havin it. He came on stage and started playin his fiddle, just a playin and a playin. Hes prolly the best damn fiddler this side of Goergia, other than old Johnny. He made a deal with the devil. Thats another story though. Well, I never got to propose to Judy. I honestly was havin to much fun. Old joe was the best up there. I never saw that sonavabitch after that. Wheres did you come from, where did you go? Where did you come from cotton eye joe?
