Dont Get Weary by Adrienne Young Lyrics

Don’t get weary, don’t get weary children
Don’t get weary, I’m coming from the ball

Nashville full of big hotels
Chattanooga full of saloons
Knoxville full of republicans
And Memphis loves the Blues

Don’t get weary, don’t get weary children
Don’t get weary, I’m coming from the ball

Wish I had a sugar rump
Sugar by the pound
Great big bowl to stir it in
Pretty gal to hand it around

Don’t get weary, don’t get weary children
Don’t get weary, I’m coming from the ball

Big bee sucks the blossom
Little bee makes the honey
Poor man picks cotton and corn
Rich man see the money
Don’t get weary, don’t get weary children
Don’t get weary, I’m coming from the ball

Daddy had a big ole gal
He brought her from the South
Hair so curly on her head
She could not shut her mouth

Don’t get weary, don’t get weary children
Don’t get weary, I’m coming from the ball

People on the corner
Watching us go by
Could not see us very long
Cos Bobtail, he could fly