Hoe-Down at Mudlick Holler


Paw was a blowin' in his moonshine jug
And Maw played her grandma's fiddle
Cousin Everett strummed on Maw's washboard
While I drummed out a simple diddle

Luther twanged his old banjo
Though some fangers he was missin'
And Bubba picked the box so loud
It made yore head a ringin'


We had some other good ol' boys
Visitin' from Rattlesnake Junction
And they all joined right on in
Tootin, and blowin', and thumpin'


Dang, we had the best ol' time
Singin' all them country songs
But we got right-dead serious
With Maw's Gospel sing-a-long


We played and sang 'til nearly dawn
And got plum tuckered out
But yanno, I loved it so
Mudlick Holler is what it's about


Dedicated to the Folks in Mudlick Holler

DaLovePoet

© 2001 Mike Diaz (All rights reserved)
2/14/01