Every day dirt lyrics

Artist  : Watson family 
Song : Every day dirt
 
John come home all in a wonder, He rattled at the
door just like thunder. "Who is that?" Mr. Henley
cried. "'Tis my husband!  You must hide!" Then
John sat down by the fireside a-weepin', An' up
the chimney he got to peepin'. There he saw that
poor old soul Settin' up a-straddle of the
pot-rack pole. Then John built on a rousing fire
Just to suit his own desire. His wife got out
with a free good will, "Don't do that, for the
man you'll kill!" Then John reached up and down
he fetched him Like a coon when a dog had ketched
him. He blackened his eyes and then did better: He
kicked him out right on his setter. Then his wife
she crawled under the bed. And he pulled her out
by the hair of her head. "And when I'm gone,
remember then!" He kicked where the chinches had
been. Now the law went down and John went up. He
didn't have the chance of a yaller pup. They sent
him down to old chain gang. For beatin' his wife,
the dear little thing. Well John didn't worry,
John didn't cry, But when he got home he socked
her in the eye. They took him back to the old
town jail, But his wife got lonesome and she paid
his bail. Then the judge sent back, made him work
so hard He longed to be home in his own front
yard. They kept him there and wouldn't turn him
loose. I could tell you more about him, but there
ain't no use.