I feel you are a poison Yes, I am poison too I am so weary huntin Make my bed for lie down What do you have for dinner Eels boiled in broth for stew I am so weary huntin Make my bed for lie down What do you leave your brothers My old goat and old ram What do you leave your father My gold watch and my land What do you leave your sweetheart The rope and high gallows tree Let her swing there forever For the poisonin of me
huntin, weary, poisonin, poison, broth